How was it for you? I hope you all enjoyed the celebration and showed your Irish LOVE!
When I was growing up, my very best friend, Beth, was 100% Irish. And here I was, 100% Polish. While everyone was wearing some green with their school uniforms, my mother wouldn’t let me. No siree. I was not Irish. I should be proud to be Polish and wear red on St. Patty’s Day!
Yeah, she made me wear red.
But, for dinner, she gave in and always made corned beef and cabbage. So I kept up the tradition and made it for lunch yesterday while we were still with Zach and Agata in the country.
So now Agata (who is from Poland), looks at my platter and says, “It looks like Polish food.”
No wonder my mother made it!
Hope you had a great day! Mine turned out to be especially busy. It’s all a bit of a blur 🙂
Sounds like it was perfect!!
I love the wearing red story. Your mother must have been a hoot when you were growing up. I didn’t celebrate much this year, only a quiet dinner at home. Next year!
Maureen, my mother was one proud and very funny lady!
Quiet dinners at home are the best.
Such a beautiful story: tradition and individualism mixed together really do spice up life 🙂
Yes – so very true! Thank you for visiting!