how to make a gestural effort of St. Patrick's Day celebration
Sad to say, I don't even know what Patrick is the saint of.
By going back several generations on my Dad's side, I can claim that I'm Irish. However, he never knew any particular traditions, and for a good portion of his life he didn't even know he was Irish, so when the blessed, jolly day of Saint Patrick comes around, I feel like an average American. Let me amend that: an average Mormon American. But I made a few gestures of celebration, in my own particular way.
By going back several generations on my Dad's side, I can claim that I'm Irish. However, he never knew any particular traditions, and for a good portion of his life he didn't even know he was Irish, so when the blessed, jolly day of Saint Patrick comes around, I feel like an average American. Let me amend that: an average Mormon American. But I made a few gestures of celebration, in my own particular way.
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aww, look at the little Irish girl |
Riveting, I know.
- dying melted cheese green and pouring it over cooked cauliflower
- wearing green (mainly because it's socially enforced)
- eating potatoes, cooked cabbage, and corned beef
- eating pistachio pudding (hey, it's green)
- indexing death records from Ireland
- reading the Aubrey/Maturin novels by O'Brian (Maturin is Irish)
- Listening to The High Kings
- Watching How to Train Your Dragon (my justification here is that Vikings were an important facet of medieval Irish history)
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