Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Irish Meade – honey wine, a gift from the Gods


At last Gandalf pushed away his plate and jug – he had eaten two whole loaves (with masses of butter and honey and clotted cream) and drunk at least a quart of mead – and he took out his pipe.” – John Keats

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