Just waiting for the next holiday.
No, not the one with hearts and valentines. I don’t celebrate that one.
I’m Irish. I love the one, true, dye-your-river-green-Chicago holiday. My favorite of the year.
I was reminded of it last week when I braved the ice and snow to get to the West Michigan countryside for Fenian’s, the “Best Irish Pub in Michigan.”
Wednesday is their Traditional Irish Music Session. And musicians come from far and wide for an Irish Jam.
photo by Grand Rapids Magazine, September 2006 (but it really did look like this when I was there)
Right there in the little town of Conklin. Irish Fiddles and Penny Whistles and everything. It’s almost like Ireland. Ah, Ireland. I miss you.
Don’t you love how music unlocks our memories? It’s a good thing that penny whistle player I know travels with me. She really is the best in Ireland and Michigan. You should hear how many people ask her to join their bands…