My Cuban bride makes a mean Irish soda bread, but I brag on her cooking all the time.
So this morning, I will mention instead one of her favorite St. Patrick's Day traditions -- corned beef.
Now, ethnically, I suppose, I'm about as Irish as Paddy's pig -- but I have no particular liking for corned beef and I can't abide cabbage. But as the Feast of St. Patrick approaches my wife's desire for corned beef overwhelms her, and she lays in a supply for herself.
And some rye bread.
And some mustard.
And pickles.
So I asked my wife: Are you celebrating St. Patrick's Day or having a last sandwich fling in the house before getting ready for Passover?
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