I am not Irish. But on St. Patrick’s Day, I find myself hankering for corned beef, cabbage and a pint of Guinness stout.
However, the little people that I dwell among are not leprechauns – they’re picky eaters. So, I will not make corned beef and cabbage or even the awesome beef stew that my company raves about but that my kids won’t touch. Instead, I will rely on food coloring to make the Kraft dinner a bright Kelly green and tint the milk to match the bonny fields of Emerald Isle. Festive, fast and delicious.
Now, where’s my Guinness?