Dinner in the dark, a taste of what's ahead
It requires the flinty eyes of a misanthrope not to see the romantic appeal of a candlelit dinner, which is what my wife enjoyed when the lights went out. Fortunately, the green commissars of planetary penitence have not yet disconnected our gas so the chicken wasn't ruined. But with the climate-scare juggernaut rolling right along my advice would be to go long on bees wax and wicks
Source: quadrant.org.au