St. Patty’s Day Dinner

When I was a kid my family had some pretty cool traditions.  I think my mom and her BFF would just sit around thinking up ideas to get our families together. Mostly so we could all learn to love each other as much as they did.  My mom and her BFF met at church when my brother and I were young, I think I was in first grade.  BFF had two kids also, each a year older than my brother and I and the same sex….how convienent is that?  Neither of them had a sister and they just clicked. So they became family.  My mom lost her life to cancer at forty, when I was 17 years old.  It was way too soon, I wasn’t done with her yet.  She needed to see me graduate from high school, marry and have a family. She needed to be a grandma to my kids. But it didn’t work out that way.  God’s plan was different.  But my mom gave me so many memories in those 17 years.  One of them St. Patty’s day green dinner, part of her legacy that carries on.  She was a pretty fun mom.  So this year Ang’s family and mine had green dinner.

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Ang does such a great job at chalkboarding, I hope to learn a thing or two from her!!!!

She also made some SUPER CUTE banners of course!

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Corned beef isn’t the healthiest meal by far.  Its full of nitrates and phosphates and all kinds of garbage we don’t need!  I could have done some research and made my own but got this one all ready to go from the grocery store.  It’s so easy, just plop in the crockpot, add water and cook on low for 8 hours.


It doesn’t look so pretty here but turns out delish!

We made almost everything green.  Green wine, green milk, green shamrock dinner rolls with green butter and  green twice baked potatoes.


Yes, it’s a whole lot of green but it was fun!

Angie made a grasshopper dessert that had Girl Scout thin mint cookies as the crust.  I thought I had died and went to heaven, I’m pretty sure angels were singing !


Isn’t it pretty?  She got the recipe from this cookbook…

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We did save our kids from one part of the tradition.  While moms were getting dinner ready, they had us kids conjure up some sort of entertainment for after dinner.  We would sing a song, read a poem, play a song on the piano, do whatever.  I think it was still apart of the master plan for all of us to love each other.  Or to embarrass us in front of our boyfriends in the later years. The end result?  It worked, I still love them like family.  Our moms were smart after all.