Unlike those whose claims to being Irish are highly suspect (yeah, we're talking to you O'Bama), we really are part Irish - descended from a charming, red-headed son of County Cork who moved to the states, became a professional musician, knocked up our paternal grandmother without benefit of wedlock, then hot-footed it out of state.
It was his loss not to have known the marvelous bastard he fathered, and our loss that both men have now ridden the Cóiste Bodhar (the "death coach").
But today we lift a pint in their honor, and would be pleased if you'll do the same. After which we can all go back to drinking because of what we read in the news.
|We actually really, REALLY want to find a beer company willing to make this.|