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 thing 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?