Why does this happen?
Three big events for us, all on the same day AND all during the same time frame!
We did not enjoy the "luck o' the Irish" yesterday in having to make a decision about what we were going to do.
Eventually, we decided that if we could not attend all three, we would do our best to make the most of two.
That's where the "luck o' the Irish," set in.
The ZAGS won their first round game and will play TCU in the second round tomorrow evening.
The game outcome was clearly evident after we had left our house and the game and by the time we arrived to the second event, a lively, tasty and fun St. Patrick's Day party at our friend Marcia's home.
First, the event we did not attend.
Storied Futures: a community-curated event, held at Evans Bros. coffee house. The fact that the exhibit will remain at Evans Bros. until the end of the month helped us make our tough decisions on yesterday's trifecta of meaningful happenings.
We were very aware of the work and passion that went into this exhibit because of time spent with Reed Weber, Cynthia Dalsing, Hannah Combs and Emily Erickson who collaborated on research to create the narrative.
This group visited with my sisters, Barbara and Laurie and with me to glean information about Fats and Ardis Racicot, whose home and property was a part of the story.
Drive down North Boyer, and you'll see no sign that the Racicots ever lived at the spot where their historic home (pictures at the local museum) stood.
My understanding is that a motive behind this exhibit is to convince developers to preserve or honor vestiges of local history wherever new development occurs.
Wouldn't that be nice, as opposed to total obliteration of the past!
Bill said he stopped by Evans Bros. yesterday and took a cursory look at the exhibit, and we'll looking forward in the next few days to get better acquainted with the work of these dedicated preservationists, along with their illustrator Owen Leisy.
And, so, after our own decision-making, we landed at Marcia Pilgeram's home to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
I knew from her columns and from past visits that Marcia loves to cook. Last night we were able to see and taste her passion firsthand.
Of that many beautifully presented dishes, some included ingredients (fish) she had brought back from a recent trip to Ireland.
The mini shepherds' pies were to die for. I know that cuz I could not resist seconds.
As you can see from the photos, Marcia walks the talk of creating a tasty and fun atmosphere for her guests' enjoyment.
Along with food and getting acquainted and visiting, there was plenty of song. Sandpoint's Chamber of Commerce ED Kate McAlister aka the "Queen of Ireland," treated us to "O Danny Boy" and "The Parting Glass," the latter eliciting a few tears.
Bill and I had a great time at Marcia's. And, we came home, knowing that the ZAGS had done all right without us being glued to the whole game.
And, that wasn't all. Besides the pieces of cake we brought home from Marcia's, the kitchen island also reminded us that our palates will do okay the next few days.
After all, when you have samples of Jennifer Bair Wood's fresh-baked soda bread and Irish Whiskey brownies, you're gonna enjoy some calories.
Seems like some dieting might be in order.
Twas a good St. Patrick's Day, mostly.
In the midst of the Madness of March and the Gladness of St. Paddy's Day came word that, beginning sometime in May, our local hospital will no longer provide services for expectant mothers.
Hard to even grasp that extremely sad, bad and maddening development.
No words . . . just a story below that explains why.
Lots to chew upon besides amazing and beautiful food prepared by talented cooks.
Happy Saturday.
No comments:
Post a Comment