Speaking of big deal holidays, St. Patrick's Day never registered for me, except an excuse to bake soda bread and avoid the drunks on city streets. Then my kid started school and suddenly we have a reason to celebrate. Jack spent all day telling me about leprechauns. Apparently one visited his classroom while they were parade. It upturned chairs and spread glitter and candy all over the place.
Sam and I make some festive snacks at home.
Here it is before the second proof.
And sliced into corned beef sandwiches. It's pretty good if you don't look at it while you eat it.