Monday, March 17, 2008

The Luck of the Irish

Happy St. Patty’s Day

If there is a reason to celebrate, no matter how big or small, this city is all over it. Saturday was wild. After eating the greenest waffles known to man we headed down to the Irish Channel. The Bulldog has already started the party when we arrived and there were people in green and other incredible costumes all around. It was a gorgeous day with a high of 86 degrees and the sun was bright. The parade began to roll and once again I thought to myself about how wild and unique this city is. First there were the old men in kilts or tuxedos with bunches of green white and orange silk flowers. They come give you a flower and a kiss on the cheek. Or some give you pins, stickers, the occasional pair of St. Patty’s undies, or my personal favorite the green lace garter. The floats are much like Mardi Gras throwing beads (but only green ones), but you have to really have those hands ready for the good stuff. All the fixin’s for a wonderful stew. Courtney and I filled our big bag with 3 heads of cabbage, a bunch of mini carrots, 4 onions, a bunch of garlic, and 10 potatoes. It was quite a haul back to our car, but worth it. I think we will have lunch and dinner for the entire week:)





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After an evening nap we headed back out. We met up with some friends at a little bar in our neighborhood and then Lizzy, Heather, and I ended up at an incredible show in the CBD. First was a short set by Rebirth and then Trombone Shorty played. HE IS AMAZING!!! I believe he is 22 years old and the most talented musician I have ever experienced, plus he really knows how to put on a good show!


“Don’t get me wrong, we got it goin’ on in
New Orleans, he is just better.”
– Allen Toussaint

And finally a wonderful story written by one of my students. This story explains how he would trick a leprechaun into giving him his pot of gold:

I would dress up as St. Patrick. I would find the Leprechaun and act as if I was the Lord of the Leprechauns. I would say, “It is me, St. Patrick, I will confiscate your gold”. So he will give me the gold, and I will run.

1 comment:

Courtney said...

Enjoying St. Patty's with a real Irishwoman has changed my life. Thanks.