To brush up on our history, Patrick, born to Roman
parents living in Britain, was taken captive in a raid and held in Ireland
until he escaped some six years later. After becoming a Catholic priest, and
later a bishop, he returned to Ireland as a missionary.
According to legend, he taught the principle of the
trinity using the shamrock and banished snakes from the land.
Naturally, we
honor his feast day by drinking green beer, getting blotto, and having a
parade. Because that is our way.
So put on a pair of shamrock shaped glasses or a silly
green hat and celebrate all things Irish. Like downing a Guinness. (Made in Dublin since
1759.)
Belt out a U2 song, or better yet, dig out that Cranberries CD you
listened to incessantly in high school.
People all over the world are partying in honor of Ireland's patron saint. Yes, Chicago turns their river green.
But Australia, India, and Japan give a nod to the day, as well.
Personally, I’m tipping my plastic green bowler by throwing in a
picture of my pretend UFC boyfriend, Conor McGregor. Because I lurve him.
Although my family emigrated from Ireland many, many years ago, on March 17th, everyone is a little Irish. So happy St. Paddy's Day, all!
Fun day! My daughter is part of an Irish dancing group, so we're going to watch the advanced class dance.
ReplyDeleteLove Irish dancing. Have fun!
DeleteI love the food. And the luck of the Irish. Nice article, Terri.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Gretchen! I love the food, too. We have an Irish pub here in town that does a mean boxty. Mmm.
DeleteGreat post! I love the history behind our holidays. Also funny how you said naturally we honor this day by getting blotto. LOL
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marie! Getting blotto is the highest form of regard, no?
DeleteHola Terri!
ReplyDeleteHmm...I should have made Irish soda bread. Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Happy St. Pat's, Jennifer Tanner! I do love some Irish soda bread. Perfect w/ a bowl of stew.
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