Afternoon Tea is the New Lunch
There was a much maligned group of ladies in South Dublin during the years of The Boom who were disparagingly referred to in the media as The Ladies who Lunch. The new breed of lady does not lunch. She takes afternoon tea.
While I would not consider myself in this class of socialite, I did get an invitation to such a repast last week. The tea in question was to be in Adare Manor. Who could refuse?
We decided to make a day of it so we started early with a visit to The Old Creamery.
Have you ever been?
No? You should correct that omission asap.
It’s a kind of Alladin’s cave of all things shiny and bright. Think Listowel Garden Centre Christmas shop and multiply that.
Below are a few of the many many displays.
The Old Creamery has a lovely tea room.
It also does afternoon tea but our date was elsewhere.
Adare will be forever associated in the public’s mind with the atrocity that took place there in 1996.
We took a stroll down the street and visited a few of the glamorous shops there. Then it was on to the Manor for our tea.
Adare Manor’s tree was stylishly co ordinated in red and gold and the the whole foyer area was warm , welcoming and Christmassy.
A shaft of sunlight from the floor- to- ceiling window illuminated by dining companions, the ladies who tea, as they studied the menu.
Ta Dah! Afternoon tea for two at Adare Manor.
Somewhere over the rainbow
As I was a walking throughout the small square last week I spotted this rainbow over town. It’s a bit hard to make out, but I assure you, it’s there. A pot of gold awaits us in 2016!
2016 the year of Mercy