In May 2019, I travelled to Ireland with Brack Tours and musical guests,  Evans and Doherty (Kevin Evans and Brian Doherty).  I plan to share some of my experiences, and photographs, over the coming weeks.  I had hoped to travel to Ireland again next month, but Covid-19 has postponed that trip.

Most of our stays were two nights in duration.  On the first evening of arrival, at each destination, we had a group meal, while the second night we were on our own.  As a group, we’d each order our appetizer, entree and dessert all at once.  On one particular night, someone didn’t order dessert and this became a bit of an issue, which caused several us to convulse in laughter.  Our waiter, Fiak, who also wore a “Trainee” tag, was determined that dessert was ordered.  After making 3-4 visits to our table, clearly trying to convince the person they did indeed order dessert, he finally returned and admitted he was wrong.  This poem more or less sums it up.

 

Ode to Fiak’s Dessert Dilemma

Excuse me sir, your dessert is delivered

Toffee apple sponge cake with almonds slivered

No I’m sorry young man, you are mistaken

I didn’t order dessert, my senses you awaken.

Are you sure sir, I just checked my notes

They clearly indicate the cake got your vote

No I didn’t, trainee, I swear to you

Now take that dessert, you haven’t a clue

Sir you are wrong, my records clearly say

You ordered this cake, this is no time to play

Just one more time I’m going to explain

I did not order the cake, now stop being a pain

You are incorrect sir, I know your request

But I can see I won’t win this sweet conquest

Take that cake out of my face, before I puck you on the cheek

That dessert is not mine, don’t make me freak

Excuse me sir, I must let you know

That you were correct, I’m just a dumb Joe

I knew I was right, how did you not see

Now leave me alone and just let it be.