Having just returned to a rainy Wadham College, after a journey as effortless as the outgoing one was tedious, I feel I should relate the last things that happened to me in Dublin. I decided to spend my last few minutes before the airport trek having an early lunch at Gruel: an informal restaurant at 68a Dame Street, near Dublin Castle and the Guinness Storehouse. It is also my favourite spot to eat in Dublin, having gone their four times in the last week for their atmosphere and reasonably priced and excellent vegetarian food. Those who visit should have a look at the seating downstairs, as it is non-obvious and quite comfortable.
In this case, I had their fresh orange juice and a large combination of their four delectable salads of the day – topped with a kind of sweet pesto dressing that complimented it nicely. As I was leaving, the manager said that the meal was on him, “for a friend of the house.” Call me a friend of Dublin, also.
Sounds like that newly forged Oxford confidence is going a long way…
j/k
I am not at all sure what induced this act of generosity, though I definitely appreciated it.