Since the rise of single-ingredient, lo-fi dining experiences in Dublin (oh, ok, Crackbird), suddenly drinking things out of jam jars has become de rigeur.
Delicious soy glazed chicken aside, you can keep your jar, thanks. I’ll just simply have my lemonade in a glass. It’s really fine, honest.
And as for brides-to-be sending themselves even more doo-lally putting together vintage-themed home-made soda-pop tables on which they have artfully deco-ed mason jars filled with hand-labelled, hand-carbonated treats complete with stripey paper straws and ribbons so they can pin them on Pinterest afterwards, Jesus Christ ladies. Give yourselves a break!
Glasses. We. Are. All. Fine. With. Just. Glasses.