This time at Museum on the Boyne. It was a very tiny event, fewer than a dozen booths. But sweet and charming.
I often see fruit cake for sale, but this is the first time I've seen Christmas pudding. I have fuzzy memories of it being served at my grandparent's very traditional english Chrismas dinners when I was a child. I remember it as being basically fruit cake, pudding style, with brandy sauce. I didn't like it as a child and wouldn't like it now. Like brussel sprouts and scotch, you either appreciate them or you don't.
This woman was selling tea and tea pots. I am a huge tea fan, my go to is Earl Grey and I have at least three cups a day. I have had a number of pretty tea pots over the years and I have to admit a fondness for clear glass tea pots. But my pragmatic nature can't get past the cleaning that would be required. A clear glass pot would have to be kept spotless and I haven't the energy for it. I'll stick to my brown betty for now.
And this was my purchase of the day. They call it a massage candle. Now that was not a particularly strong selling point for me frankly. Being very single and all. However, a chat with the vendors was quite illuminating (yuk,yuk). Basically you light the candle, let it burn until there is a small pool, then use the spoon to put some of the melted wax on your hands and rub it in. Moisturizing like a parafin, but you don't peel it off. Its a soy candle and doesn't get overly hot and the fragrances were wonderful. My hands were soft and fragrant most of the afternoon.
And as much as I would love to keep it for myself I must focus on Christmas shopping. So it is destined for my sister-in-law. So sad. But there is another fair down the road in the next town in a few weeks. And the candle seller will be there. I may not be able to resist.