This being St. Patrick’s Day and erev, I think it only fitting that we get this party started right, with Breakfast of Champions (whatever that is for you). Can you guess what I’m having?
I woke up to big fluffy snow coming down. My lettuces and herbs are cozily observing.
The Skullies are getting ready to celebrate this auspicious poser occasion. Even they are Irish once or twice a year.
WP tells me this is post #666. That has to be lucky, right?
I’m going to attempt a pseudo-Irish Shabbat meal involving cabbage, potatoes, carrots, and some kind of meat. Wish me luck. The Spirits shall inspire me, I’m sure.