The Brines of March

Dinner was delicious last night. Nobody is full-bore 100% Irish but the traditions do not call for ethnic exclusivity. Everybody loves corned beef, cabbage and Bill's white sauce. And we hope those popovers become part of the unchangeable tradition.

And of course don't think the dainty portion on The Great Plotnik's dinner plate bears any resemblance to the trough-load he put away.