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When the plate arrived, after a very long time, it was not what I had thought I had ordered. Being unable to recover from my shock, and having curbed my appetite anyway on bread, beer, and a dip, I asked them to pack it up and took it home after tasting only one or two pieces. Or was it my conscience got the better of me?

Luckily I'm part Irish and under the protection of several key blessings, one of which is: "May you be half an hour in Heaven before the Devil even knows you're dead.". Another one has something to do with what to say to St. Peter at the entrance gates in order to get through.

As you set out for Ithaka
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery....

...it is the experience on the road of Greek food that matters...
May, more Irish Blessings keep you well as you set out on this and other roads... :)

So, in essence, that's a Greek blessing to give me more Irish blessings? Cool!