Post by: Gewehr98 on March 17, 2007, 09:38:48 AM
Mrs. G-98 even got me a 6-pack of Guinness to warsh it down with tonight. As soon as I started cooking this morning, she went shopping. I don't expect to see her home for dinner, she hates the stuff. Go figure, I'm German, she's Irish.
Post by: MattC on March 17, 2007, 09:47:58 AM
Post by: Manedwolf on March 17, 2007, 09:58:50 AM
To everyone else, the official beer of St. Patricks day is, to me, and should be GUINNESS, from the St. James Gate brewery in Ireland.
Green-colored rice-and-corn weak, gassy lager is an American abomination, and I have no idea how it came about.
Have a Guinness with your corned-beef-and-cabbage, or, if you don't like stouts, a Harp lager or Smithwicks (pronounce "smitticks") ale.
Beannachtaà na Féile Pádraig!
Post by: Balog on March 17, 2007, 10:11:32 AM
Post by: SteveS on March 17, 2007, 10:33:18 AM
Guinness is good, as is Murphy's, but I am in the mood for Harp.
Post by: RadioFreeSeaLab on March 17, 2007, 10:36:59 AM
Post by: Dannyboy on March 17, 2007, 12:26:01 PM
Post by: Warren on March 17, 2007, 12:33:04 PM
Post by: Brad Johnson on March 17, 2007, 12:41:47 PM
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I don't expect to see her home for dinner, she hates the stuff.
Is it the corned beef and cabbage she hates, or the inevitable after-effects?
Brad
Post by: Gewehr98 on March 17, 2007, 01:31:22 PM
Post by: Tallpine on March 17, 2007, 01:43:04 PM
Beannachtaà na Féile Pádraig!
"Blessed Patrick Festival" My version was Latha math Naomh-Padraig but of course I just figured that out on my own, and besides I'm (sorta) learning the Scots version (Gaidhlig).
Manedwolf: do you actually speak/learning Irish or did you just pick that up?
Mar sin leat, Madadh Allaidh
Post by: grislyatoms on March 17, 2007, 01:58:35 PM
She refers to me as Field Marshal von Hindenburg.
Chief Wildflower, here.
Anyway, that looks great!
Post by: Felonious Monk/Fignozzle on March 17, 2007, 06:01:01 PM
Post by: Perd Hapley on March 17, 2007, 07:12:26 PM
All nasty.
Post by: Gewehr98 on March 17, 2007, 08:35:09 PM
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All nasty.
So I take it you wouldn't go to Angeles City, P.I. with me and partake of a little balut after we leave the delights of the Nepa Hut?
(There are varying shades of nasty depending on one's palate, and I wouldn't eat the dish I prepared in the picture above if I thought it was nasty)
Balut and Gaegogi are right up there, though, trust me.
Post by: Perd Hapley on March 17, 2007, 08:41:18 PM
Post by: grislyatoms on March 18, 2007, 04:24:07 AM
corned beef, cabbage, guinness, beer.
All nasty.
All nasty.
Here's an Rx for what ails you.
2 slices rye bread, thick-sliced corned beef, Swiss cheese, some cabbage 'n onions (or 'kraut) and brown mustard. Toast it in the oven for a few minutes. Wash it down with Guinness.
If that doesn't help, there's no hope for you.
Post by: K Frame on March 18, 2007, 06:42:40 AM
You're joking, right?
You've never heard of Olaf II, the patron saint of Norway?
And since when do the Irish need a saint's day to drink beer?
(I'm Welsh and German...)
Post by: mustanger98 on March 18, 2007, 08:09:23 AM
Hmmm... 
I knew I was forgetting something... Tullamore Dew .
Post by: Iain on March 18, 2007, 08:47:05 AM
At the cricket world cup yesterday the Irish side beat Pakistan. The difference between the levels of historic success, present world ranking and skill levels of the players involved are hard to convey. Pakistan are an elite level side, they have one or two of the best players in the world. Ireland were a bit of a joke really.
Also, the Irish rugby team beat Italy yesterday. That gave them a 4 wins 1 loss result in the 6 Nations. France had to win their game to match that, and win by 20 something points to win the 6 Nations. They just did it.
Post by: Dannyboy on March 18, 2007, 11:36:40 AM
Also, the Irish rugby team beat Italy yesterday. That gave them a 4 wins 1 loss result in the 6 Nations. France had to win their game to match that, and win by 20 something points to win the 6 Nations. They just did it.
Damn. That's twice now. Ireland will beat France next year and win the damned tournament. They have to be a bit perturbed at having lost in the exact same way, two years in a row.