Margo Maguire


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Yesterday was St. Pat’s – a big day at my house. My husband and I are both of Irish descent, and we definitely celebrate the big day in March.  Of course corned beef and cabbage are on the menu, and I add a few other things – cooked carrots and potatoes, sometimes we have parsnips or squash. We broke out the seriously green tablecloth, had Irish soda bread (not one of my favorite things) and beer (not green). We had some traditional Irish music on the iPod, as well as some great old drinking songs and a few Bing Crosby tunes (Tura Lura Lura, anyone?)

A couple of years ago, two of my husband’s Maguire cousins from Ireland happened to be in town for our feast, which was great fun. This year, all three of my kids and their significant others were in attendance, as well as some of my husband’s siblings and their spouses. We had a good crowd, with plenty of ale-drinking, recitations of some great WB Yeats poetry –

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

– and a meal that would have done my Irish grandmother proud. The only Mar17thing we didn’t get around to doing was a jig. My mother-in-law still danced it every St. Pat’s until she was about 89 years old. Somehow last night, we just forgot!

I was ready to put my feet up by the end of the evening, and luckily, I’ve got a lovely husband who feels he should do the clean-up since I did most of the work to get everything ready. So here’s my dining room table all cleared, cleaned and shrunk down to normal size. Tell me – did you celebrate St.  Patty’s Day? What did you do?




9 thoughts on “After St. Patrick’s Day

  1. My daughter made Irish soda bread. Otherwise, nada! It’s not my favorite holiday…nor McIrish’s. That being said, I do love corned beef…but I prefer it on a reuben. ; )

    1. I’ve never made soda bread since nobody in the family really likes it. But they all LOVE corned beef. Not me, though. I’d rather have a scoop of cottage cheese! or an egg.

  2. Shana Shana says:

    I forgot it was St. Patrick’s Day and went shopping at an area with a lot of college kids and bars. Oops! It was a bit of a nightmare because it was only 1 p.m. and there were already a lot of drunk people. Um…I wore green…

    1. Uh-oh, Shana. Bad move. At least we were all at home when we drank our beer, and nobody overdid it. I usually share a beer with my daughter, and the rest of them have one or two each.

  3. Maria P says:

    I teach religion at my Church, so we talked about Saint Patrick & watched a video about him. Two of the closest friends that I ever had both died within 4 months of each other, & they were both Irish, so I burned a green candle for them at home. My husband & I ate corned beef & potatoes for dinner, which was soo good! We have some left over that we’ll eat later on this week with soda bread.
    (Oh, by the way, tomorrow is Saint Joseph’s Day!)

    1. It’s surprising how much is actually known about St. Patrick, considering he lived fifteen hundred years ago. So sorry about your friends, Maria. I lost my best friend suddenly about 9 years ago and I know how hard that was.

  4. RobynDeHart RobynDeHart says:

    Well, we must not have any Irish blood in our family because we did nothing. Growing up it was just the pinching holiday that always occurred during Spring Break. Frankly I didn’t even know that people celebrated it other than bar crawls until a few years ago. 😳

    Sounds like a great family get-together though!

  5. My hubby loves — LOVES — St. Patrick’s day. He’s part Irish and owns the day as his personal holiday. Usually, we do it up big, but this year the celebration, which usually starts the moment he wakes up, was preempted by an emergency (which I will blog about a week from tomorrow). Still, we did manage to whip up a shepherd’s pie and toast what remained of the day with some Guinness. Today, is a mini do-over. The corned beef and cabbage is cooking as I type. I suspect a shot or two of Irish whiskey might be downed before the night is over. As we get older, we might have to start doing St. Paddy’s day in two parts. 😉 Or just come to your house, Margo. It sounds like you know how to celebrate!

  6. catslady says:

    I see my comment didn’t post (probably my fault lol). I actually gave up a St. Patrick’s Day dinner/dance at our American Legion to stay on line for Barbara Vey’s Anniversary Bash lol.

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