A Request This St. Patrick’s Day
I am proud of my Irish heritage, not just on St. Patrick’s Day, but throughout the year, and claim that portion above the other cultures in my family line. I am also a part-time student (very part-time) of the customs and traditions of my Irish roots.
There are two local “traditions,” however, that are not celebrated on St. Patrick’s Day or any other day in Ireland. The first is preparing a corned beef and cabbage dinner. Although arguably tasty (providing my grandmother is cooking), it is not an Irish meal. This annual dish originated with Irish immigrants wanting something that tasted of the old country – but that is another conversation.
The other tradition, and I use that term sparingly, is the consumption of green beer. Even now, I struggle to find adequate and PG-rated terms to deplore this offering. While I ponder, let’s move on.
I do enjoy beer, but am more of a scotch and whiskey drinker. Many of my college drinking companions acknowledged scotch as an acquired taste. And by my own consumption history, I acknowledge truth in that statement.
As a younger lad, supervised by family and parents, I was permitted to enjoy a sip (keep in mind “sip” is a relative measurement) of scotch and water. During my college years, my choice became scotch on the rocks, and as my palate refined, the order became scotch neat.
What I acquired during this evolution was the taste of the actual spirit. Like good wines, scotches and whiskies also offer subtle flavors of their respective ingredients and the barrels in which they are aged. For me, the water and ice diluted the hints of oak, smoke and other earthy notes.
But while water and ice are reasonably acceptable bedfellows for Jameson Irish Whiskey or The Macallan, they are not appropriate for beer. No respectable beer connoisseur or even casual consumer such as myself would water down a beer. Isn’t that what so many light beer commercials advocate a bold beer flavor, without a watered-down taste?
And while back on the topic of beers, consider the traditional Irish variety. There are those not of the Irish persuasion who do honor the Saint’s Day by toasting friends and family with Guinness, Harp, or a Murphy’s Irish Stout. Someone adding anything to these brews is not the full shilling (insane).
Even among those who enjoy lighter, domestic brews (there are friends who argue they want to drink their beers, not chew them when asked about Guinness or other Irish stouts), I suspect none have any ingredient added after the top is pulled, cap removed or draught completed.
So why on the Lord’s Green Ireland would you add food coloring to a beer and claim to be celebrating St. Patrick’s Day or the Irish? Still unable to appropriate pen my vehement opposition to this bad habit, I consulted my younger sister – a beer aficionado in her own right. In doing so, she loosed an invective-strewn tirade of impressive proportions that I will not reprint here. Amid the barrage, however, I did glean this repeatable statement:
“No self-respecting Irish person, friend of the Irish or Irish-for-the-day celebrant would drink green beer, let alone the cheap, flavorless swill used to create it, during St. Patrick’s Day.”
Perfect. So I implore you, dear reader, to grant me this boon. Avoid the green beer. Spend a little more on a genuine Irish brew (or whiskey), and on St. Patrick’s Day, do as the Irish do (and not just this Saturday, but everyday) as noted in this simple rhyme:
Let’s all put on our dancing shoes, and wear our shamrocks green,
And toast our friends near and far, and all those in between.
Sláinte!
~Kevin