Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Eve of the Solemn Feast of St Patrick

Tomorrow being the Solemn Feast of St Patrick, I plan on spending all day telling the beers beads. Tonight, I figured I'd post a couple of videos by the Corrs, a family group often described as "the most physically gifted band in the world", an assessment I'd have to agree with. One of their most celebrated instrumentals is Toss the Feathers, a sprightly number which showcases their virtuosity:

My personal favorite song by the Corrs is their take on I Know My Love, which they recorded with trad supergroup The Chieftains:

I plan on hitting the pubs church fairly early tomorrow- I'll probably set the alarm for the crack of dawn so I can put a corned brisket on to simmer for a few hours before finishing it off in the oven (I like to brown it a little, a pinkish gray slab of meat isn't all that appealing)... it's not good to drink pray on an empty stomach. I made sure to buy a couple of "beeves" while the sales were on, as I occasionally get a serious jones for a corned beef sandwich on rye. This year, I wasn't ambitious enough to get any boiling bacon, though my local butcher brines a mean bacon.


paleotectonics said...

Did two briskets yesterday, one biled (not a typo, read on) and one roasted.

I will never simmer a brisket again (I'm german, my tradition involves burning Paris, not boiling meat, except for sausage, and never mind).

The roasted was so good, used the drippings to make my taties, cabbage, onion and carrot, all was good and paleo remains vaguely round.

And from yesterday's post, HP was mos def an interesting cat, as a young paleo I devoured his stuff as vaguely sophisticated (for my social set) horror, and played the hell out of Call of Cthulu (including one memorable mash-up of COfC and Toon), as an older paleo, downloaded the full archive from Cthulu Chick, for all his idiosyncracies and flat-out faults he is one hell of a writer and a great read at 2am when you can't sleep and don't especially want to.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Some silliness for your amusement.

John Gray said...

Enjoy the craic

Smut Clyde said...

a pinkish gray slab of meat isn't all that appealing
Hey now. Don't get personal.

Aunt Snow said...

We're both under the weather with the flu; me a little less so than he. I'm still going to work, but he's in bed sweating it out. So we forgot about St. Pat's day, until this afternoon. On the way home I stopped at a Jewish deli and got corned beef sandwiches, cole slaw and sweet-and-sour cabbage soup - soothing, delicious and a multi-culti celebration!