I generally don't pay too much attention to St. Patrick's day. In my neck of the woods, it just seems to be an excuse to consume vast quantities of green beer.
When I went to my favorite grocery store the other day, there was one of those portable meat coolers parked right at the entry door. A customer can't fail to see this thing when walking in (it will usually be filled with cold items that are currently on sale - from cheeses, to desserts, to meats) - in fact, you almost have to walk around it to get by. Since on this visit it was literally mounded with packages of corned beef, I guessed that St. Pat's day must be coming up soon.
I was hungry that day (NEVER a good idea to go to the grocery store when one is hungry!) and I stopped at this corned beef counter to check it out. The price on this meat was a surprising $1.77/pound. Although my Mom used to make corned beef and cabbage almost every year at St. Pat's day, I had not cooked a chunk in probably 25 years (when I made a nice St. Pat's dinner and my ex-husband - emphasis on the "x" part
refused to eat it. And had a rage attack into the bargain.).
But I was hungry, started thinking about my childhood St. Pat's dinners, so decided to score a chunk. The smallest slab in the bin was a fast $3.65. Less money than even a McDonald's hamburger, so I popped it into my cart and added some carrots, onions, and cabbage to go with it.
The next day I decided to have it for dinner, and realized that I had no idea - at all - how to cook the thing. Went online and found a crockpot Martha Stewart recipe (thanks, Martha!) figuring I couldn't go wrong with dear Martha.
https://www.marthastewart.com/891899/slow-cooker-corned-beef-and-cabbageI then called and invited my neighbor for the feast.
About an hour into the 8-hour cook time, things began to smell kinda strange in my house. Kind of a corn-beefy smell, but not exactly what I expected. Um,
not at all what I expected. Thought for a moment of tossing it (I'm kind of that way, having had food poisoning more than once in the past) but decided to keep going.
Well, to make a long story shorter, when I finally served it up it was positively delicious! A blend of flavors - the meat, the spices, the potatoes, the carrots, the onions - that I had totally forgotten.
I'm guessing, now, that the "strange smell" was just because I hadn't smelled it in so long.
You can bet your bottom dollar that it won't be another 25 years before I cook this treat again!!
Happy St. Pat's Day, everyone!
Anne