We missed the tree lighting in Ranelagh–almost every village in Dublin has their own–but on Saturday Sascha noticed the signs for the one in Donnybrook. So last night, we bundled up the boys and went first to eat at Eddie Rocket’s, which is a poor facsimile of the US chain Johnnie Rocket’s, which is itself a poor facsimile of some Happy Day’s fifties Americana. Needless to say, the food wasn’t great but the milkshakes were. There were booths full of teenagers, just like the one on Santa Monica Blvd. near Cacao in West L.A. But it was near the lighting, and it was fast.
We were happy to celebrate something festive and Christmas-related with their grandparents, who left this morning and won’t be back until after the holidays. It was an extremely cold night, but I’m glad we waited. Several choirs sang and we ran into some friends and neighbors while the boys met a Polar Bear, Santa, and a horse named “Dasher.” Wish I had better pictures but fingers were going numb and boys insisted on being held!