Hot Irish waiter (who does have a name but “hot Irish waiter” is so much more fun to say) told me that I would “loov Dooblin”

I am inclined to believe him.

Also, in addition to the free drink–which was delicious!–he gave me a complimentary pass to the wine class he teaches, as hot Irish waiter is the wine director and part owner. And hot. And Irish.
He’s probably my 12th cousin. Whatever.

I really want to go to Ireland now. (And after reading Maeve Binchy.)

I really want to go to everywhere.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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