Wednesday 18 March
St. Patrick's Day was yesterday, but we had tickets to a play and couldn't linger over our dinner prep. So we put off the traditional corned beef and cabbage dinner until tonight.
As it was a dry and springlike day, Barbara stayed home to plant the first rows of peas and lettuces. That made it easy to slip the corned beef (plus juices and spice packet) into the pot at around five and ignore it as it simmered on low for a couple of hours.
When Holt called to say he was coming home, she threw in some tiny red potatoes; and when he walked in the door, a couple of wedges of green cabbage.
In only minutes, we scooped it all onto our plates, put out various mustards, and of course, bottles of Yuengling beer to wash it down.
Very traditional, even if late.