tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2935662058758102231.post2502420218091228048..comments2024-03-20T11:21:16.856-04:00Comments on Heneghan’s Dunwoody Blog: Irish Soda Bread Recipe on St. Patrick's DayJohn Heneghanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18046846808671417720noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2935662058758102231.post-36898567261727431002014-03-14T12:42:12.550-04:002014-03-14T12:42:12.550-04:00Dunwoody resident Nancy couldn't find this rec...Dunwoody resident Nancy couldn't find this recipe that I posted and that she loved, so I am sending it out to her. Enjoy.John Heneghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18046846808671417720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2935662058758102231.post-42475305979233817612013-03-22T17:57:27.451-04:002013-03-22T17:57:27.451-04:00Cute, Gary! However, I recently heard a joke that ...Cute, Gary! However, I recently heard a joke that will top that - <br /><br />"Gary Ray Betz walked out of a bar."<br />Colleen O'Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15063792828771989870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2935662058758102231.post-76165502855493286112013-03-17T15:57:36.545-04:002013-03-17T15:57:36.545-04:00Thanks for this recipe! I had lost the one my frie...Thanks for this recipe! I had lost the one my friend Fast Eddie O'Conner had given me about 30 years ago and I needed another true traditional one.<br /><br />And now for you an old Chicago Irish pub anecdote on this St. Patrick's Day - <br /><br />My Two Brothers<br /><br />An Irish man walks into a pub. The bartender asks him, "what'll you have?"<br />The man says, "Give me three pints of Guinness please."<br />So the bartender brings him three pints and the man proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they're gone. He then orders three more.<br /><br />The bartender says, "Sir, I know you like them cold. You don't have to order three at a time. I can keep an eye on it and when you get low I'll bring you a fresh cold one."<br /><br />The man says, "You don't understand. I have two brothers, one in Australia and one in the States. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday night we'd still drink together. So right now, my brothers have three Guinness Stouts too, and we're drinking together.<br /><br />The bartender thought that was a wonderful tradition.<br />Every week the man came in and ordered three beers.<br /><br />Then one week he came in and ordered only two.<br />He drank them and then ordered two more.<br />The bartender said to him, "I know what your tradition is, and I'd just like to say that I'm sorry that one of your brothers died."<br /><br />The man said, "Oh, me brothers are fine----I just quit drinking."GaryRayBetzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10216572054206010981noreply@blogger.com