Salty Irish goodness

Growing up, my grandma and I spent a couple of St. Patrick’s Days together, especially when they fell on three day weekends. One of the things I vividly remember about those trips was her insisting that we eat something Irish.

We looked through every cookbook until we found something to connect us to our roots: cabbage, corned beef, and potatoes. There were always lots . . .

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