Happy St. Patrick's Day to you all. I hope you're all proudly wearing something green today. This day was my Mother's favorite day. She embraced her irish heritage. Lord help you if you arrived at her house on March 17th and we're not wearing green. She got this Irish pride from her father. He was a great old guy who could sing those Irish songs like a pro. When I was young he used to joke about me promising he have a traditional Irish wake. Ironically, his funeral was held on March 17th. Pure coincidence most likely but I like to think he planned it that way. Just in case you are wondering, we did not prop him up in the corner but it was talked about a lot that day. I think if his brothers weren't a little afraid of Mom and Auntie, they might have tried ;)
I was invited out for a traditional feast of green beer and cabbage rolls but since I'm still coughing like a tuberculosis victim, I decided to pass. Who would want to eat next to a barking germ bag? I came home and made myself some potato pancakes
And for dessert......a special delivery treat from a lovely leprechaun friend.
Brownie, pistachio, whipped cream trifle with a mint chocolate stick for garnish. OMG.....so tasty.
It's hard not to think of my Mom today. I'm sure she is having a grand celebration in heaven and her and Grandpa and singing together.