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Kiss me, I'm Irish!

Happy St. Patrick's Day, albeit a bit late. As I write, I have a nice big corned beef happily bubbling away in the crockpot with some beef broth, onions, garlic powder and a can of Guinness. Potatoes, cabbage and carrots will be cooked later. Some friends will be coming over for dinner, and for dessert we'll have homemade Irish Soda Bread, from a recipe given to me by the proprietor of our favorite pub*, whose parents were "right off the boat."

Life is good.

He also makes the best cosmopolitan I've ever had. We were out last night, and of course I started with a cosmo, as always. A woman saw me happily sipping the best cosmo in creation and said "oooh, that looks good, what is it?" I told her it was a cosmo and she said "I think I'll have to have that next." I asked her if she'd ever had one before, with the intention of letting her taste mine if not, and she said she had. I told her that Pat makes the best cosmo I'd ever tasted. She did indeed have one later in the evening, and I asked her how it was. Her reply? "Pretty fuckin' awesome!"