May the road rise to meet you, and may you never have to eat my corned beef again

It looked so easy when the Quinn family served it up, so tender when the Duffys did. But, ask a Biskupic née Kostelnik to cook corned beef and you get a gristly mess.

St. Patrick drove all the snakes out of Ireland, and I celebrated by boiling all the flavor out of my corned beef and cabbage.

Somewhere, in the maternal roots of my multi-cultural family tree, there lies buried some genuine Emerald Island DNA. And somewhere, those Irish grannies are rolling in their graves.

I’m not sure where I went wrong.

It might have been brisket, a challenging cut of beef. We once let the male members of our Gourmet Group plan the meal, and they chose beef brisket and lemon drop martinis. They underestimated the cook time of the former, over served the latter, and, by the time they carved the main course, just after midnight, everyone needed to go home.

It may have been the stout, which, apparently, had sat in our cupboard for more than two years.

It may have been the cook time, she sat with her pickling spices and ale in the crock pot on low for 11 hours. Too much?

Mostly, though, I think it was me.

Next year, I’m going to procure my corned beef the way the Polish way: I’ll show up at the Duffy’s just before dinner.

Until then,

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May you never have to hold my corned beef on the rye bread in your hand.

Corned Beef Quinn Family
My first taste of corned beef happened this Sunday at the Quinn family party, following the Southside Irish Parade. This corned beef melted in my mouth, and the rye bread complimented it perfectly. It was so yummy I had to…
Corned beef and pratties Duffy style
…Have a second helping. This corned beef came to us courtesy of the Duffy family, also Southside Chicagoans. It was so delicious we talked all the way home about how great it would be to make our own corned beef for St. Patrick’s Day.
Corned beef round 2
This is how corned beef is meant to be served.
Corned Beef 015
This is what I served. What can I say? The rye bread was good.
Kennedy Cousins
I think I’d better leave the Irish cooking to the Irish people. These are descendants of the Kennedy and Mackey families, otherwise known as my husband Vince, his sisters Donna and Carol, and their cousins Mary Lynn and Ray.
Green River soda
This doesn’t really have anything to do with corned beef and cabbage, but in Chicago they sell Green River soda just for St. Patrick’s Day and it looks pretty cool.


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