A town to feast in
The herculean will needed to fight the flab is challenged at every second or third doorway; very interesting menus and street-level dining rooms conspire to make the mouth water more than enough to drown the best of intentions.
If Flann O’Brien is right about the molecular transfer between cyclists and bicycles — osmosis to you and me — then visitors, in a quirky but entirely plausible way for this beautiful town, might put on weight just by walking around the triangle of fine streets laid out by Cromwellian cartographer Sir William Petty around 1670.