03-18-2021, 09:23 AM
Just had my morning break with more brown bread and Kerrygold. And what's this Blarney cheese from Kerrygold? Blarney is in County Cork, not Kerry.
But I have a confession. For the longest time, I have mocked people who celebrated St. Patrick's Day with Corned Beef and Cabbage. I did this for multiple reasons. First, people in Ireland do not eat Corned Beef and Cabbage. It's an American tradition arising from the slums of Boston and New York. It was the cheapest piece of meat they could afford, purchasing it mainly from the Jewish Delis in their neighborhoods. After my first journey to Ireland I adopted the ways of my people. Although, they do sell the dish now in Ireland for the Americans. Secondly, and probably more importantly, it's a terrible tasting dish. This probably had a lot to do with my mother's cooking. She was not a good cook. And like many of her dishes, this was another travesty tradition that was feared in the Lynch household year after year. At least by me.
So, I probably haven't had Corned Beef in 40 years or so. Until this St. Patrick's Day. tQ and I wanted some Irish meat. We wanted Irish sausage. And while we could have bought them, the price with shipping was about $50. We both thought that a bit exorbitant. I suggested when we did our Saturday shopping that maybe it was time to revisit Corned Beef. tQ had only had cold slices of it in the Deli and I was me.
We bought it. I cooked it. Surprise. Surprise. It was quite tasty. I am ready to embrace my Irish American roots and serve this on the Day.
I also saw quite a bit of The Quiet Man last night.
But I have a confession. For the longest time, I have mocked people who celebrated St. Patrick's Day with Corned Beef and Cabbage. I did this for multiple reasons. First, people in Ireland do not eat Corned Beef and Cabbage. It's an American tradition arising from the slums of Boston and New York. It was the cheapest piece of meat they could afford, purchasing it mainly from the Jewish Delis in their neighborhoods. After my first journey to Ireland I adopted the ways of my people. Although, they do sell the dish now in Ireland for the Americans. Secondly, and probably more importantly, it's a terrible tasting dish. This probably had a lot to do with my mother's cooking. She was not a good cook. And like many of her dishes, this was another travesty tradition that was feared in the Lynch household year after year. At least by me.
So, I probably haven't had Corned Beef in 40 years or so. Until this St. Patrick's Day. tQ and I wanted some Irish meat. We wanted Irish sausage. And while we could have bought them, the price with shipping was about $50. We both thought that a bit exorbitant. I suggested when we did our Saturday shopping that maybe it was time to revisit Corned Beef. tQ had only had cold slices of it in the Deli and I was me.
We bought it. I cooked it. Surprise. Surprise. It was quite tasty. I am ready to embrace my Irish American roots and serve this on the Day.
I also saw quite a bit of The Quiet Man last night.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm