For those of you who aren't Irish or of Irish descent, St. Patrick's Day may just represent a day where people go out for a good time, possibly drink too much and paint shamrocks on their faces. But for my family and for many whose families originally hailed from Ireland, there's a little more to it. For many of us it represents hope, spirit and the achievement of the American Dream.
I consider myself Irish American. It upsets some people to hear terms like Irish or Italian American. They wish that we were all simply called Americans, without qualifiers. It's hard to argue with that spirit.
Many Americans will boil the meat on the stovetop until tender, but they have it all wrong.
Whether you're off to the pub or celebrating with corned beef hash at home, shamrock-colored clothes will get you in the holiday spirit.
But Saint Patrick's Day is not really about history, religion, or even Ireland; it is about the "other" American dream. Like the dream of building a new and better life, this one is a product of the immigrant experience.
St. Patrick famously used the humble shamrock to explain the Holy Trinity (the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit) to the Pagan Irish. We have a different use for it on St. Patrick's Day.
We've picked out some of our favorites, in a variety of styles, designs, and shades. Check them out.
Come Monday, the corned beef will pile on and the Guinness will flow.
How will all of that green food and drink fare against your digestive system? Will it come out victorious, making your poop look like something left behind by a leprechaun? Or will your digestive system literally metabolize the crap out of it?
I work as a singing telegram delivery girl in New York City. It's the day job I have that allows me to pursue my passions for comedy and writing. The other day, I was uptown doing a job at a construction site.
It may not be a major holiday, but who can resist one that's full of rainbows, pots of gold and even little leprechauns? From preschool parties to simple snack time at home, these are our favorite ways to ring in St. Patrick's Day, from our kitchen to yours. And best of all, there's nary a drop of green food coloring in sight.
I have bought into the mommy holiday madness. For the past few years, here is what goes on at our house every St. Patrick's Day...
Ten years from now someone will say, "Remember St. Paddy's Day, 2014?" the reply will be, "Is that the one where we had two kinds of Guinness cupcakes? Traditional and chocolate?" "Indeed, the very one." And you will suddenly remember the whole day right down to what you wore, it was green.
The result was quite pleasant, wheaty but not overwhelmingly so.
We're approaching the time of year when I forsake my married name and relive my bachelorette days. No, I'm not craving a sketchy bar hook up -- I'm after my Irish roots and Corned Beef and Cabbage Grilled Cheese.