I was going to write about The Troubles today, but just thinking about doing so after yesterday’s tome on Irish history made my brain hurt.
So instead I’m going to write about candy.
I know. I know. I’m awful. But tomorrow is Halloween, and I figured I’d better get a jump on a sugar high that should last, if I time it right, until well after New Year’s.
The thing I found about Ireland is that they understand their sweets. They really get them. And then came the inevitable follow-up realization: I could live here.