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Originally Posted by aephi alum
When I was growing up, my parents forced me to endure the following "traditions": corned beef and cabbage for dinner, followed by Irish coffee and a screening of The Quiet Man. The only thing good about this was the Irish coffee. Corned beef and cabbage is just straight-up nasty, and The Quiet Man deeply offends me as a feminist - I don't care if it starred John Wayne.
I tossed that "tradition" straight out the window as soon as I left home. This evening, DH (who has zero Irish ancestry) and I got take-out sushi, had a bit of sake (Guinness just doesn't go with raw fish), and watched the pilot episode of Babylon 5.
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I hate corned beef and cabbage, too. My mom used to make it every year and it would stink up the house. At least she usually made Irish stew, too, which was my saving grace.