| Welcome to the Loafing Leprechaun. You are about to embark on a new and exciting journey. You are about to go where no restaurant has ever gone. Cliche, I know, but true. You have been chosen to bring several dreams to fruition. Sit back and relax while I tell you a tale...
Once Upon a time, in the County of Gwinnett, there was an enchanted community named Sugarloaf. In this place there lived some wise men. They were successful and prosperous and all was well...or so they thought. Sadly, to and from around Gwinnett they were amazed to find the entire population famished and parched.
The wise men heard terrible tales of wicked food and trollish service. The people would've cried out for help, but they were really, really thirsty! Time passed and there was no relief. Until...Sir Richard of Kiwiland, wisest of the wise men, decided he'd had enough. He requested an emergency summit and invited his most trusted allies. They all agreed something had to be done. But what?!?
Just then, magically, a rainbow appeared! They decided to follow it to see what they would find. They reached the end of the rainbow and found a beautiful grassy hillock. Upon this knoll was a little fella, lying on the ground, clad in charcoal pants and a green coat and hat. He gazed and grinned at the men, as he relaxed on the lush grass. He seemed to relish in their excitement. The wise men were thrilled and overwhelmed with their good fortune.
"Look!" One of the men shouted. "In his hand is a pot of gold!" As they approached the little guy, he said to them, "Easy lads, I don't like the way you're looking at my beer, get your own!" "Beer!" they exclaimed. "Aren't you supposed to give us a pot of gold?" "To be sure," he said, "I will, but you must do three things to earn your gold. First, on this very spot, you must build the finest Irish pub in all the land. Second, you must invite the finest folk to work for you. Last, and most important, you must promise to serve the fine citizens of Gwinnett, and the surrounding country-sides, the best meals and beverages they have ever experienced." "Then and only", he continued, "will you inherit your pot of gold." Then with a wink of his eye and a tip of his cap, the little Loafing Leprechaun disappeared.
Now you know how the Loafing Leprechaun came to be. Please help us finish the rest of the tale... |