Chapter 374 Wishing You a Grand Paddy’s Day

Seeing as how I am part Irish (and aren’t all of us just a wee bit Irish on St. Patrick’s Day?), I want to wish you a Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! Go out and celebrate, or stay in and read some William Butler Yeats. Either way, have a grand time.

I’ll be reading some Yeats poetry while dining on this, Irish brown bread (baked by me), slathered in Kerrygold Irish butter (thank you Trader Joe’s):

and drinking a hot cup of “tay” (Irish Breakfast, of course) from my Irish tea cup:

And now for the traditional, really ridiculous, St. Patrick’s Day-Irish toast that probably was not written by an Irish person:

St. Patrick was a gentleman
Who through strategy and stealth
Drove all the snakes from Ireland,
Here’s a toasting to his health;
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good St. Patrick
And see all those snakes again.

And, because it reminds me of my own desire to leave my suburban surroundings and live like an Irish lass in the country, here is the poet Ciaran O’Driscoll reciting Yeats’s poem, “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”. (Unlike the toast above, this one is written by an Irish person.)

See you in Innisfree!

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