Last two weeks I have been in what I may call a home holiday... so it happens to have a little bit more time to reflect on the little things that happened during the day.
Knowing that there is no rush to anywhere I had the freedom to enjoy and experience some of Dublin's restaurants. I have already written about the bad episodes with the waiters... About the nice episodes, the complementary smiles, blushes and sweets other time. Now I will write about the other people in the restaurant.
I will not give the names of the places, as I do not consider it the fault of the place, and on top of that I consider that everybody was in a similar situation. All the places were let us say above the average, or if you like it posh ones.
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