Twas the Night Before Saint Patrick's Day and all through the house...the scent of caraway and buttermilk permeate.
...I promised that dear daughter of Eire, my wee lassie, Erin that she would have the Irish Soda Bread to the supper. I also promised my friend, Marie that she would have it at quilt guild tomorrow which coincidently happens to fall on Saint Patrick's Day.
The remains of the day or rather the first round of the Irish...
Now on to the Boiled Supper also known as Corned Beef and Cabbage..