fêting St. Patrick

I've been warning my students about an American tradition associated with St. Patrick's Day: if you're not wearing green on the 17th, you get a pinch. We'll see how many students show up tomorrow wearing something green.

Tomorrow evening, Charles of Liminality and his wife Hyun-jin will be coming over for a Saint Patty's dinner. The menu:

Appetizer: freshly fried chicken fingers and vegetables with spicy dipping sauce

to be followed by...

Main Course: Kevin's by-now-patented shrimp fettucine alfredo, with garlic bread accompaniment

to be followed in turn by...

Salad: Kevin's quasi-Mediterranean concoction

to be concluded by...

Dessert: fresh fruit (courtesy of Charles and his better half), along with Nigella's egg-free chocolate mousse-- something I've never inflicted on anyone else before

Either Charles or I (or perhaps both of us) will be taking pictures during the meal. Perhaps new, coat-less crucifixion postures can be conjured up so that Jesus and the Penitent Criminal can reflect the changing season. Of course, if Charles ever decides to shave off his facial hair, we'll be in big trouble. I've never liked ancient depictions of a clean-shaven Jesus. Not enough of a heavy metal vibe in those images.


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