St. Paddy's Day Hijack

We woke to the sound of our oldest crying very early Sunday morning. Jacob had the stomach flu. What followed you can guess and I won't elaborate. Needless to say 36 hours later I glad to move on.

I had a beautiful meal planned in celebration of the Blessed St. Patrick. A Guinness Beef Stew served over mashed potatoes and a not so Irish wink and a nod to the Catholic Church, Italian Cream Cake (recipe courtesy of Lauren). With a fridge full of perishable ingredients I'm turning lemons into lemonade. What was a St. Paddy's Day feast will become an early birthday dinner. From me, to me:-)

I made the stew this morning and put it in the fridge for reheating tomorrow. I think I may need to padlock it to keep Stephen out of it until tomorrow. My house smells heavenly right now. The link to the recipe is below. It couldn't be more simple. My favorite kind of recipe:-)

*A Note: I've made this a few times now and can absolutely attest that made a day in advance and slowly warmed up on the stove top is the best way to serve this dish. Something magical happens in those extra hours hanging out in the fridge.

Beef and Guinness Stew Recipe : : Recipes : Food Network

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  1. LaurenMarch 18, 2013 at 9:09 PM

    Sounds delish! Take a picture for us. And happy early birthday.

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