(A Belated) ♣ Happy St. Patrick's Day! ♣
I had such an awesome St. Patrick's Day weekend (crappy weather notwithstanding) I forgot to post yesterday! So here goes:
♣ Happy, happy St. Patrick's Day ♣ Revel in the green, listen to some beautiful Irish music, wear a kilt, drink a Guinness or a Harp! Spring is almost here!
So Tim had his annual par-tay overlooking the parade route at the Peninsula. Cold and crappy as it was
I still had an absolute blast. Dermot Henry, the singer who performs there every year, was awesome as always--I kept bringing him coffee to keep him warm. He was outside--under an umbrella but still. I myself stayed parked under the outdoor heaters unless I was venturing forth to take pictures.
At one point Tim was pushing me to sing, so I got up and sang "How Are Things in Glocca Morra?" and "The Wearing of the Green." These went over quite well so Dermot urged me to sing something else--I shrugged and said "Danny Boy?" (At this point it had been sung at LEAST 5 times!) Afterward Dermot was *raving* about my voice----every time I passed him he would say in his Irish accent "looveleh voice, just an absoluteleh looveleh voice." Tim said he thought that was the best I'd ever sounded.
Brr!
As things were winding down, Tim told me "don't go anywhere." I ended up sitting with him and Chuck Sullivan (Tim's friend who owns pretty much everything--he either used to be or still is a part-owner of the Celtics and the Patriots) while they hashed out what to pay the bar owner. I felt quite the power player by proxy--the waiters were comping us drinks and everything! Then Tim and I joined some of his friends who were waiting downstairs--there was a lot of Who Shot John but in the end Tim and I went uptown to Dresner's and they eventually joined us. I did an Irish Car Bomb and had to explain very carefully to the waitress how to make one. Mmmm, car bombs...so delicious!
Then yesterday I joined a new meetup group that gets together on Sunday mornings to play flag football. The woman who runs the group was very interested to hear about my soccer playing--she has a team and wanted to know if I was interested in ever subbing. Uh, yes! So I played my first game of flag football and we had a blast. I caught 4 passes (dropped one) and spiked 1-2 passes on defense. After that I ran home, changed and went downtown to have brunch with my soccer team.
How cute are we?! We ate at a place in the Village called West 3rd Common and after we had closed out the check, I looked at their cocktail menu and pointed to one called Banana Booze--Jack Daniel's infused with bananas and brown sugar. I said the Southerner in me wants to try that as it sounds like a cocktail version of Bananas Foster--the waitress told me that was the inspiration! OMG SO GOOD. Afterward we went to a place nearby that had beer floats! Banana beer with ice cream in the middle--SO yum. A yummy weekend, altogether!
♣ Happy, happy St. Patrick's Day ♣ Revel in the green, listen to some beautiful Irish music, wear a kilt, drink a Guinness or a Harp! Spring is almost here!
So Tim had his annual par-tay overlooking the parade route at the Peninsula. Cold and crappy as it was
I still had an absolute blast. Dermot Henry, the singer who performs there every year, was awesome as always--I kept bringing him coffee to keep him warm. He was outside--under an umbrella but still. I myself stayed parked under the outdoor heaters unless I was venturing forth to take pictures.
At one point Tim was pushing me to sing, so I got up and sang "How Are Things in Glocca Morra?" and "The Wearing of the Green." These went over quite well so Dermot urged me to sing something else--I shrugged and said "Danny Boy?" (At this point it had been sung at LEAST 5 times!) Afterward Dermot was *raving* about my voice----every time I passed him he would say in his Irish accent "looveleh voice, just an absoluteleh looveleh voice." Tim said he thought that was the best I'd ever sounded.
Brr!
As things were winding down, Tim told me "don't go anywhere." I ended up sitting with him and Chuck Sullivan (Tim's friend who owns pretty much everything--he either used to be or still is a part-owner of the Celtics and the Patriots) while they hashed out what to pay the bar owner. I felt quite the power player by proxy--the waiters were comping us drinks and everything! Then Tim and I joined some of his friends who were waiting downstairs--there was a lot of Who Shot John but in the end Tim and I went uptown to Dresner's and they eventually joined us. I did an Irish Car Bomb and had to explain very carefully to the waitress how to make one. Mmmm, car bombs...so delicious!
Then yesterday I joined a new meetup group that gets together on Sunday mornings to play flag football. The woman who runs the group was very interested to hear about my soccer playing--she has a team and wanted to know if I was interested in ever subbing. Uh, yes! So I played my first game of flag football and we had a blast. I caught 4 passes (dropped one) and spiked 1-2 passes on defense. After that I ran home, changed and went downtown to have brunch with my soccer team.
How cute are we?! We ate at a place in the Village called West 3rd Common and after we had closed out the check, I looked at their cocktail menu and pointed to one called Banana Booze--Jack Daniel's infused with bananas and brown sugar. I said the Southerner in me wants to try that as it sounds like a cocktail version of Bananas Foster--the waitress told me that was the inspiration! OMG SO GOOD. Afterward we went to a place nearby that had beer floats! Banana beer with ice cream in the middle--SO yum. A yummy weekend, altogether!