I was raised in County Tipperary, in the southeast corner of Ireland, and although I left the verdant hills of Munster as a teenager, the unbreakable bond to my ancestral lands never went away. My people, the Mulroys, take their name from Ó Maolruaidh, which means “red-haired chieftain” in the Irish language.

Despite so many of my family remaining at home in Ireland, travel, exploration and the search for enriching experiences has always been at the heart of who I am. I have lived and worked in Turkey, New York City, England, Mexico and Rhode Island, meeting my Irish-American husband, Fran O’Brien, along the way. New England is now my home, but Ireland will forever own my heart.

For me, there is nothing as special as filling lives with unforgettable experiences. That is why I was the resident manager and owner of the oldest Irish pub in Rhode Island for over a decade. But if you can do it at home in Ireland, the place where the craic of the Irish can come to life, that makes it something very magical indeed.