It was a really hot day in Ireland. I was missing ice. I ordered a sandwich and a coke. I asked the lady for a cup of ice. Anticipation was in the air. The wonderful sound of coca cola pouring over
a glass of ice on a hot - hot day was making me feel like a child on Christmas
morning. Imagine my delight disappointment when I received one cube of ice.
Yes... the picture says it all. (thanks to Adrienne C. for photo) I am in the background of the picture holding my straw. I know life doesn't end over one ice cube but boo hoo hoo. I am a Southern girl from the States and I do LOVE me some ICE. I looked up the definition of ice and it doesn't say that it is plural word but I really believe that ICE is plural and when I order it - I want lots of it!! :)
