TIS A FINE DINNER, INDEED!

When it was all said and done, from the cliffs of Doneen to the town of Kilkee, a fine day was had by all! With pork chops in ale, smothered in onions, to Irish potato pancakes, abiding under a drizzle of green horseradish sauce.

As me and my bonnie lass, lifted an ale by the glass, we saluted the Emerald Isle, and all that came from it.

And when all had been done and said, Saint Anthony, (the patron Saint of Italy), one Helen Gurry’s favorite saints, came through once more, helping me find a good Irish recipe for TLW (The Little Woman) to enjoy on St. Paddy’s day.

A BUNCH OF WILD THYME

Come all ye maidens young and fair
And you that are blooming in your prime
Always beware and keep your garden fair
Let no man steal away your thyme

Chorus: For thyme it is a precious thing
And thyme brings all things to my mind
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys
Thyme, brings all things to my mind

Once I and a bunch of thyme
I thought it never would decay
Then came a lusty sailor
Who chanced to pass my way
And stole my bunch of thyme away
Chorus

The sailor gave to me a rose
A rose that never would decay
He gave it to me to keep me reminded
Of when he stole my thyme away
Chorus