I am wearing my shamrock socks and a green sweater. My husband is traveling so the corned beef and galushca (cabbage and noodle dish) that I made over the weekend is in the car, ready to share at work during lunchtime with my colleagues. Last year, I sliced the recipes of this meal HERE.
As I sit in Starbucks this morning, writing this slice, shamrocks are taped to the window and hang from the ceiling around the bar area. My daughter in Chicago mentioned seeing the dyed-green river on Saturday as the city celebrated this holiday over the weekend. Driving to Starbucks, I listened to Garrison Keillor on NPR’s The Writer’s Almanac note the story of Patrick, the Patron Saint of Ireland. He stated that since 1762, New York City has celebrated with a parade down 5th Avenue and that today, the largest St. Patrick’s Day parade in the world will be marching in New York, 150,000 in all.
It is St. Patrick’s Day. I no longer practice my Catholic upbringing much but I will dress for this day and I plan to grab a green beer after work. Why? Who doesn’t want to spend a day thinking about the Luck of the Irish smiling down on them, dreaming of the pot of gold beyond the rainbow.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Writing Stories by Sally 
I'm wearing green today, too. With a name like Murphy, I have no choice. 🙂 Happy St. Paddy's Day – enjoy your green beer.
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Happy St. Paddy's day!
We will be wearing green as we do every year. I wish we had more traditions for this holiday. Maybe we'll look them up and start some new ones today! Thanks for the inspiration.
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