Running late for a dinner down the road, I left the Yankee in a hurry. Ever-mindful of Catherine’s social dictates – “yes, you always need to bring a bottle of wine” – I swung into the Dublin General Store, remembering that they’ve a tiny wine room tucked in between the cash and the room with the knitting supplies.
I picked out a suitably eclectic-looking red wine – a bottle of Bully Hill Love my Goat – and grabbed a roll of Sweet Mint Lifesavers and headed to the cash.
Handed over my credit card, signed the slip.
“Did you happen to write a review of the store on the Internet?” asks the woman behind the cash – the friendly woman who’s always there.
“Um, maybe…, ” I replied.
“Well, we were searching on the Internet and we found a review, and I’m pretty sure that was your picture.”
Fortunately, it seems, I only wrote good things.
And so reviewer met reviewed. It was kind of delightful and kind of uncomfortable.
They do continue to make a very good smoked turkey wrap. And now, for an extra $1, you can get bacon on it.