Ah, St. Patrick’s Day. On March 17th, every American is a little bit Irish. Everything is green from beer to bagels. Everyone can look for their pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. In our family, St. Patrick’s Day is a pretty big deal. Ever since I can remember, my Gram was all about St. Paddy’s Day. She would always sing McNamara’s Band and Danny Boy while she danced the Irish jig in her kitchen. Her house was dripping in shamrocks and leprechauns. My Ma would make the traditional corned beef, cabbage, carrots, kale and of course, red potatoes. What would an Irish meal be if there weren’t a potato built into the menu? After dinner, Gram would open a few small gifts and Ma would give her a floral arrangement with green flowers.
These are moments that I will forever treasure. I can’t think of St. Paddy’s Day without welling up a bit. Gram left us six years ago, but we still celebrate as if she were still here. This year, St. Patrick’s dinner will be provided from Santoni’s St. Patrick’s Day Menu. Gram would definitely think it was “cool” to know that we are still keeping the tradition going on. Gram would give us her official stamp of approval with her thumbs up.
– M. Davis
