St. Patrick’s Day is only days away. And for me it’s an odd mixture of feelings that come to the surface. When I grew up in Ireland St. Patrick’s Day was a very simple affair. You went to mass, watched a tiny parade in the rain and went home to dry off. But it was not the big drink festival it is around the world now. I’ve never really got into either version to be honest – I would much rather Irish music, or Irish writers, or Irish artists or even Irish cooking were celebrated on this day. Popular demand dictates otherwise.
However, Martin Zibauer of Cottage Life approached me regarding traditional Irish dishes he might write about. I was delighted to be of help. My mother’s Irish Stew came to mind immediately. I dug the recipe up and sent it to Martin. I warned him that though it did seem like a pretty bland meal it was “simply delicious”. Martin made the stew and wrote about it for Cottage Life:
What was interesting about this article was that the dish was so simple – really just lamb, potatoes and one herb. But it’s simplicity allows the ingredients and the meal delight the senses. And I agree with Martin that culturally now-a-days we have become so complicated with our tastes.
It is the same with our lives. We create homes that accommodate so many purposes and needs. We have kitchen gadgets especially designed for one function and one dish. We have creams for so many different parts of our bodies.
Sometimes simple really is best and sometimes it’s also delicious. This year see where you can simplify your life so that what’s important can really be enjoyed and savored.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!


