Picture the scene. Willy Wonka leads you into the heart of his fabled chocolate factory, his instructions as follows:
Hold your breath. Make a wish. Count to three.
...there's both eatin' and drinkin' in it
Picture the scene. Willy Wonka leads you into the heart of his fabled chocolate factory, his instructions as follows:
Hold your breath. Make a wish. Count to three.
Ah, summer in Ireland. Where you’re just as likely to be bathed in rain as in sunshine and where the organisers of outdoor events play a game of Russian roulette with the weather and hope that they are hit, if not with sunshine, then at least not with a fatal shot of precipitation.
As I made ready to head to the Midsummer Fair in Temple Bar on Sunday last, I peered out at grey skies and a persistent drizzle. It didn’t look good for folks wanting to picnic and be entertained while lounging on the faux-grass in Meeting House Square.
Still, I donned my rain gear and arrived to find a few other hardy souls enjoying the trad music on offer, some even be-seated on the I-can-believe-it’s-not-grass patch. More importantly, I was able to satisfy my morning’s need for caffeine at the coffee angel stand, my portable coffee of choice. The day was looking up.
Ok. The sun is out. I think it might be safe to make a salad.
A bean salad with a cider vinaigrette to be precise. Just because.
Well, no, not really just because. There is method in my saladness.
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