A Happy St. Pattys day to you Lads and Lasses!
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A Happy St. Pattys day to you Lads and Lasses!
Aye...tis time once a-gain for that wonderful day, St. Pattys Day! What's yer plans? Me...I'm OFF call FINALLY for a weekend so....it's Green MGD, corned beef, taters and cabbage time!
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Happy Saint Patricks day ye all. I vil be turnin all ye milk green and the top a the morning. (24:00) Ill bake a green cake and share it round ye neighbors. Me neighbors are from ireland and we are having a corner party at the top of the morning. Me neighbors are turning the pond behind them dark much green.
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Nope, it's blue. St. Patrick's robe color was blue. One local Irish Bar Owner is formerly from Ireland. She was interviewed in our local paper this week. She jokes that everyone wears blue in Ireland, on this day. Not green like we do over here. Also, pubs are closed in Ireland today since it's a holiday. But anywho, she was pictured with her blue on. That was the first I heard of wearing blue today! And oh yeah, she wonders where the green beer trend started. She said no one drinks green beer in Ireland! If interested, read on:
http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/ ... /-1/back01
Mary
http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/ ... /-1/back01
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Very interesting. I know that Dublin's flag is blue. I found an article where she was wearing the flag. Also, back then if you married someone from a brewery whether dead or alive, you would be taken care of. That is probably where the green beer came from.
Irish-Cincinnatian
Barbara Kenny, an owner of Molly Malone's pub, followed a long route to this country - but now it's home
The Irish-Americans whose heritage we celebrate on Saturday mostly moved here because of famine, war, discrimination and poverty. Barbara Kenny's path to Cincinnati began differently: She made a joke.
Just for fun, she put on an American accent to speak to some strangers in Dirty Nelly's Pub in Limerick, Ireland, in 1978. The strangers asked her where she was from, and, because she had recently seen the film "The Cincinnati Kid" on TV, she told them Cincinnati.
"Really? So are we!" they said. And that's how she met Ed, Cathy, Marty and Bo McNeill of Milford.
Kenny confessed she was actually Dublin-born-and-bred, and they all had a laugh. But her jest started friendships and put her on the road to where she is today - having her first anniversary as the owner of Molly Malone's Irish Pub in Pleasant Ridge, and getting ready for the pub's second St. Patrick's Day.
St. Patrick's Day here is serious business: "It's like the day after Thanksgiving to a retailer," says Kenny, 52. "You can make up for three or four bad weekends with a good St. Patrick's Day."
She plans to open early, serve Irish breakfast and set up tents outside for all the Guinness, Harp and Smithwick's drinkers.
It's not a celebration that resembles anything Kenny knew growing up with nine siblings in the Dublin neighborhood of Ballyfermot.
"When I first came here, I couldn't believe the pubs were even open," she says. "In Ireland, St. Patrick's Day is a family holiday, and the pubs are all closed. And green beer! I didn't know why they thought that was Irish."
Kenny's first U.S. visit was to New York for the St. Patrick's Day parade.
The McNeills said she should come to visit them while she was in the United States. So she purchased a train ticket to Cincinnati, with no notion of U.S. geography or that it would take 15 hours by train.
"People were so friendly to us here," she remembers. "The Irish-American community here welcomed us so warmly. We sang at Hap's, we sang at parties. People have such an affection for the old country."
Kenny, then Barbara Kennedy, worked for Guinness in Dublin, in their restaurants and cafeterias for employees. The Guinness factory was a desirable employer in Dublin.
"They say if you marry a brewery man, you don't have to worry, whether he's alive or dead," says Kenny. "They had pensions for widows and orphans. They had cafeterias, they had golf courses and sports fields for employees."
She was on a Guinness women's basketball team; the trip to Limerick where she met her American friends was for a basketball tournament.
The next time she came to Cincinnati, the entire basketball team came, too. All her Cincinnati friends (she had more by then) organized games with local teams. They were the guests of honor in the Cincinnati St. Patrick's Day parade.
Kenny returned for a visit in 1981, and she met her future husband, Ed Kenny, at Hap's Irish Pub in Hyde Park.
After their first date, on the night before she was scheduled to leave, Ed bought a ticket on the same plane she was taking to New York, to get a chance to be with her longer.
"It was cheaper for him to marry me than keep paying the long-distance phone bills," Kenny says.
They met in March and married the following December. She moved to Cincinnati, where he was the manager of Lunken Airport. Over time, they had three children, Erin, Kerry and Eamon.
Her jest about being a Cincinnatian had come true, but Kenny did not give up her Irish citizenship.
"Most Irish in America were running away from something," she says. "I moved here for love, but I still love Ireland."
The family took trips back twice a year. She made friends within the Irish community here, and she got involved in the Irish-American Theatre Co.
In 1997, tragedy struck. Ed Kenny committed suicide.
Barbara would have gone back to Ireland, but her children were here.
"Wherever they are, that's where I'll be," she says. She now lives in Pleasant Ridge.
After Ed's death, Kenny worked for a time at the Dubliner, the precursor to Molly Malone's. When the Dubliner went out of business, she moved to buy it, with partners Bob and Mark Molinaro.
After the purchase, they learned that the previous owner had left the pub full of trash and debris, but "the whole neighborhood came to help us clean up." They opened on March 16 last year, just one day before St. Patrick's Day. Mary Black, who is one of Ireland's great singers and was on the Guinness basketball team with Kenny, came from Ireland to sing at the opening.
The neighborhood's willingness to help sums up why Molly Malone's is a lot like a real Irish pub.
"Pubs are social centers where you'll see the regulars, see your friends," says Kenny. People can come in here by themselves for a drink or dinner and not feel uncomfortable."
Her personality helps to give the pub its atmosphere.
"I love people, talking to them, being the pub owner. I'm always happy to welcome my friends and those who want to be," she says. She books live Irish bands several times a week, and she doesn't hesitate to sing with them.
"Oh, I'll sing at the drop of a hat," Kenny says. Her song is "The Fields of Athenory."
After 26 years in the United States Kenny still has a brogue. When she reads questions for the pub's Tuesday trivia nights, the regulars have a standing joke of trying to get her to repeat any question with the word "third" in it, because she still pronounces the "th" as a "t."
Kerry will be at the pub early Saturday, and she will stick to her own traditions for the day.
"St. Patrick's robes were blue, you know," she says, "I always wear blue, the color of Dublin."
http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/ ... 40301/1079
Irish-Cincinnatian
Barbara Kenny, an owner of Molly Malone's pub, followed a long route to this country - but now it's home
The Irish-Americans whose heritage we celebrate on Saturday mostly moved here because of famine, war, discrimination and poverty. Barbara Kenny's path to Cincinnati began differently: She made a joke.
Just for fun, she put on an American accent to speak to some strangers in Dirty Nelly's Pub in Limerick, Ireland, in 1978. The strangers asked her where she was from, and, because she had recently seen the film "The Cincinnati Kid" on TV, she told them Cincinnati.
"Really? So are we!" they said. And that's how she met Ed, Cathy, Marty and Bo McNeill of Milford.
Kenny confessed she was actually Dublin-born-and-bred, and they all had a laugh. But her jest started friendships and put her on the road to where she is today - having her first anniversary as the owner of Molly Malone's Irish Pub in Pleasant Ridge, and getting ready for the pub's second St. Patrick's Day.
St. Patrick's Day here is serious business: "It's like the day after Thanksgiving to a retailer," says Kenny, 52. "You can make up for three or four bad weekends with a good St. Patrick's Day."
She plans to open early, serve Irish breakfast and set up tents outside for all the Guinness, Harp and Smithwick's drinkers.
It's not a celebration that resembles anything Kenny knew growing up with nine siblings in the Dublin neighborhood of Ballyfermot.
"When I first came here, I couldn't believe the pubs were even open," she says. "In Ireland, St. Patrick's Day is a family holiday, and the pubs are all closed. And green beer! I didn't know why they thought that was Irish."
Kenny's first U.S. visit was to New York for the St. Patrick's Day parade.
The McNeills said she should come to visit them while she was in the United States. So she purchased a train ticket to Cincinnati, with no notion of U.S. geography or that it would take 15 hours by train.
"People were so friendly to us here," she remembers. "The Irish-American community here welcomed us so warmly. We sang at Hap's, we sang at parties. People have such an affection for the old country."
Kenny, then Barbara Kennedy, worked for Guinness in Dublin, in their restaurants and cafeterias for employees. The Guinness factory was a desirable employer in Dublin.
"They say if you marry a brewery man, you don't have to worry, whether he's alive or dead," says Kenny. "They had pensions for widows and orphans. They had cafeterias, they had golf courses and sports fields for employees."
She was on a Guinness women's basketball team; the trip to Limerick where she met her American friends was for a basketball tournament.
The next time she came to Cincinnati, the entire basketball team came, too. All her Cincinnati friends (she had more by then) organized games with local teams. They were the guests of honor in the Cincinnati St. Patrick's Day parade.
Kenny returned for a visit in 1981, and she met her future husband, Ed Kenny, at Hap's Irish Pub in Hyde Park.
After their first date, on the night before she was scheduled to leave, Ed bought a ticket on the same plane she was taking to New York, to get a chance to be with her longer.
"It was cheaper for him to marry me than keep paying the long-distance phone bills," Kenny says.
They met in March and married the following December. She moved to Cincinnati, where he was the manager of Lunken Airport. Over time, they had three children, Erin, Kerry and Eamon.
Her jest about being a Cincinnatian had come true, but Kenny did not give up her Irish citizenship.
"Most Irish in America were running away from something," she says. "I moved here for love, but I still love Ireland."
The family took trips back twice a year. She made friends within the Irish community here, and she got involved in the Irish-American Theatre Co.
In 1997, tragedy struck. Ed Kenny committed suicide.
Barbara would have gone back to Ireland, but her children were here.
"Wherever they are, that's where I'll be," she says. She now lives in Pleasant Ridge.
After Ed's death, Kenny worked for a time at the Dubliner, the precursor to Molly Malone's. When the Dubliner went out of business, she moved to buy it, with partners Bob and Mark Molinaro.
After the purchase, they learned that the previous owner had left the pub full of trash and debris, but "the whole neighborhood came to help us clean up." They opened on March 16 last year, just one day before St. Patrick's Day. Mary Black, who is one of Ireland's great singers and was on the Guinness basketball team with Kenny, came from Ireland to sing at the opening.
The neighborhood's willingness to help sums up why Molly Malone's is a lot like a real Irish pub.
"Pubs are social centers where you'll see the regulars, see your friends," says Kenny. People can come in here by themselves for a drink or dinner and not feel uncomfortable."
Her personality helps to give the pub its atmosphere.
"I love people, talking to them, being the pub owner. I'm always happy to welcome my friends and those who want to be," she says. She books live Irish bands several times a week, and she doesn't hesitate to sing with them.
"Oh, I'll sing at the drop of a hat," Kenny says. Her song is "The Fields of Athenory."
After 26 years in the United States Kenny still has a brogue. When she reads questions for the pub's Tuesday trivia nights, the regulars have a standing joke of trying to get her to repeat any question with the word "third" in it, because she still pronounces the "th" as a "t."
Kerry will be at the pub early Saturday, and she will stick to her own traditions for the day.
"St. Patrick's robes were blue, you know," she says, "I always wear blue, the color of Dublin."
http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/ ... 40301/1079
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Happy St Patricks's Day to All
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.
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Happy St Patricks's Day to All
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