Sunday Muse #47

Sunday Muse #47 Posting also on Poets United Poetry Pantry. Also on March 27, the Sunday Muse will expand to the Wednesday Muse with prompts. Sunday Muse will remain Pictures.

I Hate St. Patrick’s Day
“You can open for me the portals of death’s house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is.” Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost

In the same month of the same year,
My grandmother, father, and grandfather
had all died.
By St. Patrick’s Day
three of the people I loved dearly were dead and buried.
I hate St. Patrick’s Day.
And as I am neither Irish
nor Catholic,
I only love the natural greens,
the greens of trees, grass, birds.
Sing me a sad song birdie.
Sing me a sad sad song.
Today I will wear blue,
the blue of my loved ones’ eyes.

Wonderful Wednesday: Guinness Cheddar Biscuits

Guinness Cheddar Biscuits

Guinness Cheddar Biscuits

St. Patrick’s day is coming and in a few days, everybody will be wearing green or wanting to be kissed because they’re Irish! Even my Japanese friends wear buttons declaring, “Kiss Me! I’m Irish!”. I’m not much for beer, domestic or imported. But…I do love Guinness Stout and I like it draft, room temperature. I also enjoy Black and Tans – one half each of Harp and Guinness Stout.

And…here is the best of both worlds – Southern US and Ireland. You don’t have to wait until St. Patrick’s Day to serve and enjoy these. Kiss These Biscuits! They’re Good!

Ingredients
2 cups flour
1 ½ teaspoons salt
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 cup shredded sharp cheddar
4 tablespoons butter
2 tbs. minced chives (optional)
¾ cup Guinness (or stout or dark beer)
1 tablespoon milk

Directions: Preheat the oven to 450 degrees, and prepare a sheet pan with a silpat or a sheet of parchment paper or other non-stick liner. In a bowl, combine the flour, salt, and baking powder. Add cheddar cheese and mix together until well blended or, pulse in food processor. Cut in the butter until you have a coarse crumb. Mix in optional chives. Add beer and mix (or pulse) until you have a uniform dough. Transfer the dough to a lightly floured surface and pat into a rectangle. Cut the dough into 8 pieces. Place the dough on the baking sheet and lightly brush with a a little milk. Bake for 10 minutes. I like to brush with some melted butter before serving. NOTE: Any margarine with a high water content or heart smart spread will not work for this recipe. I do suggest using real butter. And because these are for St. Patrick’s day, I will be using imported Irish Butter!

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St. Patrick’s Day Post for my Granda

One of my favorite movies of all times is “Waking Ned Devine”.  I watched in DVD and when it was over, I watched it again.  It is what I call a “true” movie – not that it is a factual accounting of an event, but because it is full of humor, friendship, sarcasm, love, mystery, mean spiritedness – life.

The movie made me laugh until I cried.  One scene, made me weep and was one reason, I watched the movie in its entirety, all over again.

The movie has a bit of a convoluted plot and if you haven’t seen it, I won’t ruin.  But the scene that touched me to the depths of my soul was a funeral and the eulogy given by the friend of the supposed dead man.  To this day, the scene and the words touch me.  Celebrate St. Patrick’s day with green beer and leapin’ leprechauns – I’ll be watching Waking Ned Devine.

I urge you to watch it if you have not.  At times funny, wistful, a nail biter – it is, a true movie.  True in its portrayal of friendship, love, greed, and forgiveness.  Below is the eulogy in written form.  I could not find a video clip for it.  But like I said, if you have not seen the movie, do it.  It is in my top 10 favorite movies and it is called “Waking Ned Devine” for a very good reason!

Jackie O’Shea:  As we look back on the life of… [pause] Michael O’Sullivan was my great friend, but I don’t ever remember telling him that. The words that are spoken at a funeral are spoken too late for the man who is dead. What a wonderful thing it would be to visit your own funeral. To sit at the front and hear what was said. Maybe to say a few things yourself. Michael and I grew old together. But at times, when we laughed, we grew younger. If he was here now, if he could hear what I say, I’d congratulate him on being a great man, and thank him for being a friend.

Indeed.  What we would hear?  Live your life so when someone gives your eulogy, they say what you would want to hear as if you were sitting at the back, listening.  Tell those you love and appreciate, say what you want to say to them while they can hear it.

I’ve also included “the Parting Glass” from Waking Ned Devine – the song sung as my grandfather’s casket was carried from the church at his funeral.  He died on St. Patrick’s day.  Goodnight sweet man.  And though it is years ago, still your sweet spirit and musical soul are missed by those of us who live to remember you with love.

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