My husband bears an Irish surname and fully embraces the Irish in him. He sings Irish drinking songs like a pro and looks good in a kilt. St. Patrick’s Day brings out the giddiness in him. Also, although I wouldn’t exactly call them “dates,” we went to two St. Patrick’s Day parades in Tokyo. This was before we were a couple, but they were both highly enjoyable, certainly worth the trip to Tokyo. So, it’s fitting that we celebrate St. Patrick’s Day together, in our own humble way.
Last year, I did a corned beef brisket in the slow cooker. As much as Geordie would have liked me to do that again, I wanted to do something a little different. Because I don’t often serve anything with sausage, I thought bangers & colcannon might be a good way to go this year.
And it was.
Dinner was great. Maybe not a traditional Irish meal, but it tasted terrific and wasn’t too much on the unhealthy side. We finished off the night with Guinness floats. I didn’t feel like pulling the blender out to make milkshakes, so I just floated a couple scoops of ice cream in some Guinness. Lazy, yes, but still tasty. I also made some Irish soda bread muffins, but I seem to not have any pictures of them. Hmm. Well, they’re good, but nothing terribly exciting. Nice to have breakfast figured out for the week.
So, yeah, that was our St. Patrick’s Day. We don’t usually go anywhere on Sunday, and we didn’t see any reason to change that for St. Patrick’s Day. We enjoyed our day, and that’s all that matters.
And I realized that I haven’t posted a picture of the kittens recently. So, here’s one, because – well, why not?