Ah someone else unable to resist the allure of pastrami and kraut. It's just good eatin'.

I celebrated by attending an Ides of March/St. Patrick's Day Toga Party. It was all Green Roman (which is different than Greco Roman), and it was a hoot with people in varying degrees of beautiful to comical toga costumes and such.

It was not mindless alcohol-fueled revelry, but I did drink whisky, mint-filled mojitos, and green tequila shots.

Oh dear God, so did I, on Friday night. I did not finish it, but it was as yummy as I remembered. I had corned beef, however.

I've never felt motivated to do stuff for St. Pats. First thing I think of regarding the day is how I always forgot to wear green to school and was tortured for it. I'm also not much of a barhopper and don't often get ridiculously smashed.

We were thinking of going out but gave up on it. Eh.



Should have thrown the Purim party we keep talking about...

I've never been a St. P. person either. Though I do have a small amount of Irish ancestry (VERY small), I have no connection to it. Like Cinco de Mayo (which is NOT the Mexican Independence Day and is quite actually a relatively small event in Mexican history), this day has become predominantly a reason to go out and get blotto.

The only meal I had yesterday (besides some noshing earlier in the day) was a bowl of French Onion soup, steak with blue cheese and steamed broccoli with a sprinking of cheddar cheese (and it wasn't until I just typed this that I realized how much cheese I had for dinner last night).

I didn't have any green beer, but I had green biscuits last night at Saddle Ranch Chop House (and the best damned bacon cheeseburger I've had in MONTHS - the kitchen forgot the bacon initially, so the server went to the back, and came back with 4 BIG crunchy strips of very flavorful bacon).
:D

Nickolas and I didn't do a darn thing last night. We put in a movie and played with the girls. Any remote thought I had about going out, even to the Chuy's on the corner, was squashed yesterday morning, when on my way to work, I saw no fewer than 5 police cars. This is a 10 minute drive.

Top this with me going through my quarterly insomnia battle and an ehausting Friday, I was in no shape to go anywhere.

I played a gig yesterday so there wasn't much energy left for festivities afterwards. However, this morning Matthew was saying that he wished we could have had corned beef and cabbage. I decided to see what it would take to pull it off tonight and surprise him.

Went to the store and got everything I needed for under $6. It turns out that this is a very good day to buy corned beef. I got a 2.5 LB slab for less than 2 bucks. So, we will celebrate a belated St. Patricks Day tonight and it will hopefully (since I've never made this before) be pretty yummy.

Cabbage (IMO) stinks and tastes aweful.

I like corned beef though!

You're such a carnivore.;)