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Ok, I'm going to tell the barmbrack story that features @trasinscneach and her partner (who I don't think is on twitter?) First, let me just say, they're the cutest couple.
For those not in Ireland, let me introduce you to brack. During Halloween, it's bakes with a small ring in it. Traditionally, there were other things too, but yeah, in the store, you can buy bread with a foreign object baked into it.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barmbrack#Halloween_tradition
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barmbrack#Halloween_tradition
Supposed to mean you marry within the year. Ok, got it?
Good.
Now, @trasinscneach's partner isn't from here, and it's around Halloween and they're visiting me up in the country from Dublin, so yeah, I have to get some brack for her.
Good.
Now, @trasinscneach's partner isn't from here, and it's around Halloween and they're visiting me up in the country from Dublin, so yeah, I have to get some brack for her.
So, we kinda explain the whole thing and she's like "Wait. You put a metal ring in bread? WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?" To us, this seems normal. To her, it seems like a choking hazard.
I'm cutting up the loaf to toast, making a big deal about NOT wanting that ring. Sure enough, what do I get? The fucking ring.
I pull it out and she wants to look at it. So I hand it over.
I pull it out and she wants to look at it. So I hand it over.
Now, let me preface this bit by saying, I love my pals, especially @trasinscneach. She's the same kind of prankster asshole I am. When our greek pal who never even saw a yorkshire pudding got a roast with one at the pub...
She played along, dead straight faced, as I went with my long bullshit story about it being yorkshire pudding day and it's a little bread hat you had to stick on your head and recite the yorkshire pudding poem (we got pictures of her doing it. Fucking glorious.)
So, I turn around, and here is the partner slipping the ring onto @trasinscneach's hand. I gasp. "Um. You do know that means me and her are married now, right?"
"WAIT, WOT?"
"Yeah. It's tradition."
She looks over to the gf and she nods.
"WAIT, WOT?"
"Yeah. It's tradition."
She looks over to the gf and she nods.
TBF, a country that puts a choking hazard in bread could surely having such a tradition. What would she know, we're all weirdos here who put fucking rings in bread.
Anyhow, we keep it up for a while "I mean, she's my wife now. Thanks I guess." and then finally let her in on it.
Anyhow, we keep it up for a while "I mean, she's my wife now. Thanks I guess." and then finally let her in on it.
BUT, to this day, I still call her a homewrecking bitch for stealing my wife and I still call @trasinscneach my ex wife which REALLY confuses people who don't know this story.
