I don’t trust people who say “oh I don’t really eat sweets” or “I don’t like chocolate” or “I don’t eat sugar” WTF?? That is just crazy talk as far as I’m concerned.
In Dublin this summer it was a Candy Fest the whole time. My mom and I LOVE chocolate from the United Kingdom and every day we’d stop at a Spar Shop (which is like 7-11 except better because it’s in Ireland) and load up on candy for the train, candy for the bus, candy for the walk home. Pretty much every visit to a newsagent or even a gas station (gotta use the ladies on the march up to Larry Mullen’s old stomping grounds!) incited new candy splurges.
I even took pictures of my candy:
For some reason there isn’t a Galaxy Bar in here which is my fave chocolate over there. The reason is probably because I ate it.
And to top it all off on the last day we went to see U2 at Croke Park and what was just inside the entrance to the stadium?:
A fucking CADBURY’S TRUCK!! AT A CONCERT!! Seeing U2 live in their hometown with 80,000 other fans after a 26 year wait was not the only thing that made my night!