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Post St Patrick's Day dinner'll be served at six (or there abouts) in the main kitchen with both adjacent rec rooms turned into dining areas, if you'd like to stay and chat. Nothing's green, I swear. There's a few different pies, savoury (meat and veg) and sweet (fruits and chocolate/nut), as well as a smoothie bar (with directions, or feel free to make your own thing), several sides (vegan and vegetarian available), and enough soda bread to sop up any alcohol still left in your system.

The rearranging and the grilling brought to you by Kyle, light of my life. Lovely muscles. So strong. Hefting tables and the like about as though it's nothing. Without him, we'd all just be eating standing up.

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it is 5pm and I am *still* hungover...

Your Irish's diluted, it's not your fault. Enjoy the soda bread first, let it sit, then work on whatever else you'd like. And Mass tomorrow, of course.

I have absolutely gone to mass hungover.

and it is not diluted. pretty sure.

Well, so long as you're sorry for it when you go to Confession.

It's a joke, friend.

I am always sorry for it. My priest ensures that. He KNOWS.

yes yes, but I don't know my mother, but I'm still mostly certain she was Irish and I texted my uncle because I can't remember if I know this and I want to know.

Not Saturday evening Mass, you ninny. Sunday morning Mass. You'll not be going to Mass hungover on my watch, at the least.

oh, no, I am definitely going to mass tomorrow.

but, college happened. and law school. and other things. mistakes were made.

I didn't get any calls from jail, so whoever wrangled you and Foggy last night did a good job.

Marci. ugh.

Did she laugh at the two of you and open the curtains at like 10am?

she's a sadist and I hate her

Before 10am, then? Damn, that's harsh.

I stole her shoes

MATTHEW

what? I assume you'll return them eventually. it's not like she doesn't have 80000 pairs

At least you didn't barf on them, I guess. But you're returning them.

if I barfed on them, she would turn my innards into violin strings and I'm not suicidal.

which is also why I'm not returning them.

just casually leave them at Foggy's next time you're there. unless you're saying you barfed on them...

I solemnly swear I did not barf on anyone's shoes.

Good, then just leave them at Foggy's next time you're there. She gets them back, you get to be away from the crime, Foggy and I don't have to mediate.

yes yes maturity and logic

isn't that what you keep me around for?

no. I keep you around for more important things. like making sure my socks match

lmaoooooo i should've known

You rocked em, too, didn't you baby bro?

alas, no. she has really tiny feet.

but I would if they'd fit!

Nothing green? Nothing? Terry vegetables are very important.

I will find some kale.

There's veg in the pies, Arthur! The savoury ones, anyway. I meant there's nothing dyed green. Like beer or eggs or ham, of all things. Though if you feel very strongly about it, I suppose a salad wouldn't be amiss. It's just not particularly useful when it comes to hangover remedies.

A healthy post-St.Pats? Times have changed.

On the other hand, I appreciate the dedication to a boiled potato, steamed cabbage and corned beef.

Seanfhear! We've got potatoes with cabbage and corned beef in a pie, though I'm not sure that'll be what you're looking for. You should join us, anyway. And I'd be offended you think any of this would be considered traditionally healthy, but I realise you've not been to a meal I've made for more than a few. It's more about providing the most delicious (and therefore likely least healthy) things that everyone might want to eat.

Sadly, already on my way for a flight to Europe. Where I will do like any self-respecting person of Irish descent and eat French cooking instead.

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