Although there isn’t a drop of Irish blood in my family tree, without fail every March 17th my mom would cook up a HUGE batch of corned beef and cabbage…I say huge because I’ve got 6 brothers and sisters, so 9 of us all together–we’re pretty much our own baseball team.  We all devoured it, dressed in as much green as we could possibly find to cover us head to toe.  And woe betide the sibling who forgot…our pinchers were at the ready, and we weren’t a gentle bunch!