Rob and I went to Cork, Ireland together and decided one night to find a real pub for some dinner. He thought it was hilarious that when we asked for directions, they only gave us directions in pubs, "You'll go straight down this road here and there will be a pub on your right, you need to turn left there. Then, when you pass two pubs, keep going straight until you get to you third pub and then turn left again." The scenery was so beautiful on the drive out that we actually didn't find the pub for quite a while, but he really loved the beauty of the countryside. At the dinner table, they served us mustard in a jar and there was a real bone in there to use as a knife. He thought that was the coolest idea, to use a bone instead of a knife. He ordered an Irish beer and ordered a locally bred steak and we had an awesome meal.