Another St. Patrick’s Day is in the books, and a big thanks to all who came out and partied with us on Saturday or had lunch with us on Tuesday. We served a lot more folks this year than last time ‘round, when the Rose District was still recuperating from the street-renovation project.
It doesn’t matter how many times the drill has been run, it seems to be a bit like trotting over a frozen-over creek – half way across you hear a little ice-cracking sound and hold your breath looking for a place to jump off on the other side.
And we’re that much more experienced for next time!
My intention was to have a snapshot or two that I could post for those who couldn’t make it in. We were in the thick of it quickly and no time for photographs, so you’ll just have to close your eyes and imagine a person in each of our chairs and parties waiting to be seated. Green beers on the table and corned beef on the plates. Some Irish jigs and reels playing on the speakers.
We’ll work up to having bagpipers and those high-stepping river dancers. This year it was mostly Kristen and me racing up and down the aisles hoisting plates and glasses and trying to keep up with running orders to Dustin in the kitchen.
There are twelve months between now and the next edition. Plenty of time to plan – and rest up!
In the meantime, in lieu of a picture from Tuesday, I’ve had to settle for a St. Patrick’s Day flashback, in the kitchen at the old haunt: Paddy’s Irish in Tulsa with the evening crew on what may have been my first St. Patrick’s spent there. (I know it’s an early snapshot – I an’t wearin’ the puffy sleeve shirt that went with me kilt!)
Some memories there – and some good old-fashioned googly eyeglasses!
We’re serving our regular menu tomorrow, so…
Come visit!
McHuston
Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!