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March 2012

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2012 Mid-Winter Scottish & Irish Festival

Neil Anderson of Rathkeltair

Neil Anderson of Rathkeltair

No high winds, no snow, no ice … late March proved to be a bright, sunny way to celebrate Scottish and Irish heritage. (The festival has been held in February in past years.) The bands played, the dancers danced, the vendors vended.

And of course, there was plenty of Celtic-tinged food and drink for all. (We love the MacDougall Irish Victory Cakes.)

Festival-goers also experienced an entirely new, lighter and brighter layout at the Scanticon Conference Center in Valley Forge, soon to be the Valley Forge Convention Center Casino.

All told, a great way to close out St. Patrick’s month.

We dropped by on Sunday and put together a packed little photo essay. Hope it gives you a feeling for the weekend.

News, People

Close Shave

Drew Smart

Drew Smart

Drew Smart leaned back in a folding metal chair on a temporary stage at the Second Street Irish Society and patiently nursed a cup of beer while hair stylist Kathleen Fagley did what stylists usually don’t do: shave every last follicle from Smart’s head.

Smart’s unruly mop started out roughly shoulder length, but he happily surrendered it all for a good cause—to help the St. Baldrick’s Foundation raise money for research into childhood cancers. He prepares for the event by growing as much hair as he can. “I let it grow every year,” Smart said as Fagley put the finishing touches on his shining scalp. “My last haircut was in November.” He and his buddies, working as a team, have taken part for four years, raising roughly $35,000.

The St. Baldrick’s Foundation is reputed to be world’s largest volunteer-driven fundraising program for pediatric oncology research, raising $21 million in 2012 alone. “Shavees,” as the prospective baldies are called, solicit sponsorship dollars from friends, coworkers and family members. St. Baldrick’s started in 1999 when three New York reinsurance executives turned a St. Patrick’s Party into a locks-losing fundraiser. The project just took off, and now is nationwide.

The Second Streeters have been hosting their version of St. Baldrick’s for five years. Last Saturday’s event raked in a record $31,000. Club President Michael Remshard, who was scheduled to surrender his thick curls later in the afternoon, served as MC. The place was packed, and it seemed like every other head at the bar was as bare as a baby bird.

“We’ve raised $95,000 in the five years we’ve done it,” Remshard said. “The event’s grown a lot. Last year, we had 22 shavees. Last year was the best year, moneywise. we raised $20,000.”

This year, the number of shavees was closer to 30, including one young woman, Heather Withers. She started out with thick, dark, shoulder-length hair. In the end, Withers was left with nothing but a kind of 5 o’clock shadow. It was all worth it, though, she laughed, as her daughter Brittany ran her hand across mom’s smooth scalp. Withers raised $500.

“It’s my way of saying thanksgiving for being blessed recently,” she said. I’d been hoping for a new job, and it’s something cancer-related. This (St. Baldrick’s) came up, and I said, this is the perfect way to be thankful for my new job.”

Any regrets?

“It takes some getting used to,” she smiled, “but no.”

How to Be Irish in Philly

How to Be Irish in Philly This Week

The DeNogla dancers in last year's Mount Holly parade.

Hope you didn’t put away your shamrock deely bobbers and your green Mardi Gras beads. St. Patrick’s month isn’t over, and in Mount Holly, NJ, it’s going out with a bang. That would be the sound from a pipe and drum band marching in the annual Burlington County St. Patrick’s Day Parade.

Bad weather washed out this popular event that’s usually the first St. Patrick’s Day parade in the region. This year it’s the last, and it could be the best.

The grand marshal is Marie Brady Hempsey, Mid-Atlantic coordinator for Project Children, which every summer brings 20 kids from Northern Ireland to the Delaware Valley for a much-needed break from tensions at home. Despite the peace, each year the Protestant unionist Orange Order holds parades, often through Catholic areas, to celebrate the victory of the Protestant King William of Orange over Catholic King James II in the Battle of the Boyne. Those marches often lead to bloodshed.

Hempsey herself is the daughter of a divided family—a Catholic father and Protestant mother from Ireland, as she told us in an interview earlier this month. You can read it here.

A slow week again, but we’re heading up to Easter so the focus is on church services, family, and chocolate bunnies, though not always in that order.

One thing to note: The Shanachie Pub and Restaurant in Ambler is closing as of Saturday night. Its popular Tuesday night session, headed by Irish musicians Fintan Malone and Kevin McGillian, will be moving down the street to Finn McCool’s Irish Pub on Butler Pike as of Tuesday, April 3, from 7-10 PM. Same great assemblage of talented musicians, same town, same street.

And you can catch Seamus Kelleher, former lead guitarist from Blackthorn, on Sunday, April 1, at Puck in Doylestown singing in a benefit for the Doylestown Co-Op. The event starts at 3 PM and Seamus will be on stage about 4:15 PM. If you miss him there, on Friday, April 6, he’ll be at the Doylestown School of Rock, 135 S. Main Street in Doylestown at 7 PM, where he’s visiting professor. He’ll be joining the talented School of Rock students on stage for an evening of Celtic rock.

Side note: Seamus and his wife, Mary Pat, recently ran their first 5K. As Seamus says, “If you know me, you will find that very odd as Seamus K and Five K should never be in the same sentence.” Seamus has dropped about 20 pounds or so and looks great. After his show, you can ask him how he did it.

Check back frequently during the week to see if any latecomers have added their events to our calendar. They usually do.

News, People

Judge Jimmy Lynn’s Annual St. Patrick’s Day Breakfast

Here comes the judge.

Here comes the judge.

Anybody who’s anybody shows up at the Plough and Stars on St. Patrick’s Day, Irish or not. Members of city council, row office holders, journalists, broadcasters, cops, St. Patrick’s Day parade officials … they’re all there.

Maybe it’s because Judge James “Jimmy” Lynn of the Court of Common Pleas is always the affable host. Which he is, of course. Or maybe it’s the combination of Irish music, dance, the full Irish breakfast, and a pint of Guiness at 8:30 in the morning.

Whatever the reason, the joint was jumping again on what turned out to be one of the most picture-perfect St. Patrick’s Days anyone could remember.

We have the photos!

News

St. Patrick’s Day Tribute

Yes, he's Irish ... why do you ask?

Yes, he's Irish ... why do you ask?

Every year, the Irish of Philadelphia gather at the Irish Memorial down at Front and Chestnut to rededicate themselves to the memory of the victims of An Gorta Mor (the Great Hunger) and to those who left Ireland for more welcoming shores.

Among those joining the ceremony, Philadelphia St. Patrick’s Day Parade grand marshal John “Johnny Doc” Dougherty was front and center, delivering brief remarks before joining other dignitaries in laying a wreath at the foot of the memorial. McDade Dancers and the Philadelphia Emerald Society Pipe Band provided entertainment, along with a troupe of musicians from St. Malachy’s School in Belfast.

Here are our best shots.

Food & Drink

Gaelic and Garlic

Mamma mia: Jean Catherine McNulty Meade

Mamma mia: Jean Catherine McNulty Meade

When I was a kid growing up in Norwich, N.Y., and later Willow Grove, I can remember vividly the days when my mother made her tomato sauce. It seemed like an all-day project, the sound of sauce burbling away in the big aluminum stockpot, and the intoxicating Mediterranean ambrosia of olive oil and garlic filling the house.

No jarred Ragu for my mother; instead, the patient preparation of a thick, deep red, richly flavored topping for spaghetti or filling for lasagna, made all the more scrumptious by a generous dusting of Locatelli Romano cheese, grated fresh at the table, with thick, golden buttery slabs of garlic bread on the side.

Not at all bad for a woman born Jean Catherine McNulty.

How she came to cook Italian food so well is, in its way, a mystery. My grandmother died when my mother was very young, so she, her sister Mary Alice and brother Richie learned at an early age how to keep house, in a series of flats throughout Jersey City. Mary Alice in particular was the cook.

“Mary Al was good at whatever she made,” my mother recalls. “She was a great cook. She didn’t like to clean up afterwards … I was the cleaning person.”

How it came to be that Mary Alice was such a great Italian cook isn’t clear. The story I’d always heard—or thought I’d heard—was that Mary Alice learned to cook from her husband Tony Lionetti’s mother. Not true, says my mother … but the real story is lost in the mists of time. Whatever the story, Mary Alice’s in-laws were impressed.

“She was a better Italian cook than her in-laws,” my mother says. “They loved her cooking.”

The reason my mother became proficient in the ways of pasta is a lot clearer.

“When I got married, I couldn’t boil water,” she says. “The only thing I knew how to make was pancakes. I had my in-laws over for dinner, and we had pancakes. How dumb can you get?”

With Mary Alice’s help, my mother smartened up. “I was on the phone every day with Mary Alice, every time I had to cook something.”

The result, all these years later, is truly mouth-watering Italian food. (I hasten to add that, when I was growing up in Norwich, there were two Catholic churches: The snooty Irish church, St. Paul’s, up on the hill overlooking town, and the Italian church, St. Bartholomew’s, in the center of town, across from a deli. So some of my pseudo-Italian heritage comes from years of great food at festivals and spaghetti dinners, lovingly overseen by our black biretta-wearing pastor, Father Guido Festa.)

If you ask me: Why Italian food? Why Now? I can’t tell you. Maybe you should blame it on St. Patrick’s Day overload. And the truth is, if given a choice between ham and cabbage, and a simple garlicky dish of aglio y olio, I’ll go for the pasta every time.

So the first thing I thought of to share was my mother’s sauce and lasagna recipes. But then I reached out to our Facebook fans, looking for more recipes that were the offshoot, in some way, shape or form, of the marriage of tricolors.

Try them out and see if you don’t break out in a rousing chorus of “La Donna è Mobile.”

Jean McNulty Meade’s Sauce

Ingredients

4 diced or crushed garlic cloves
A little olive oil, enough to coat the bottom of a stock pot and a large frying pan (always Pompeian, in its distinctive grooved bottle, in our house)
2 6-ounce cans of tomato paste
2 tomato paste cans of water
28-ounce can of tomato puree or crushed tomatoes
15-ounce can of tomato sauce
1 teaspoon of parsley flakes
1 full teaspoon of crushed sweet Basil
½ teaspoon of sugar
½ to ¾ pound of sweet Italian sausage
¾ pound of groubd beef (93 percent fat-free)

Directions

Coat a stock pot with olive oil. Saute garlic cloves. Discard them when soft.

Add two cans of tomato paste and water. Stir.

Add tomato puree and sauce, sugar (it cuts the acidity a little), parsley and basil.

Coat a frying pan with olive oil.

Remove sausage from casing, and chop up in the pan. Add the ground beef and do the same. When cooked through, add to sauce.

Allow the sauce to simmer at least two hours. The longer, the better.

This is the same recipe my mother uses for both spaghetti and meatballs, and lasagna.

Jean’s Lasagna

Ingredients

1 16-ounce box of lasagna noodles
8 ounces of ricotta
Grated Locatelli (You’ll have to eyeball it. My mother swears by Sam’s on Moreland Road in Willow Grove)
3 cups shredded mozzarella
Sauce

Directions

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Cook noodles according to the package directions. When done, place them in a strainer and run a little cold water over them.

In an oiled 13×9 pan, ladle in a little sauce, then place a layer of noodles (usually 4 across) over the sauce.

Next, place a third of the ricotta, mozzarella (space it out) and a little sauce on top of the noodles.

Layer noodles, cheeses and sauce two more times. Place the final layer of noodles on top, and then cover with sauce and Locatelli.

Cover the dish with foil (it helps to spray with cooking spray). Bake 45 minutes. Remove foil and bake another 10-15 minutes.

You’ll have a hard time sinking a fork into it right away, but let it sit for 10 minutes or so before serving.

And there’s more …

Kathy DeAngelo’s Lentil Soup

Kathy is the harp-and-fiddle half of Irish traditional music duo McDermott’s Handy. When she was growing up, lentil soup was Friday night dinner, especially during Lent. “It’s a pretty cheap meal, too, and full of nutrition,” she says, “which was very practical for our large family.”

Ingredients

1 bag of lentils
1 pkg frozen cut spinach
1 medium sized onion
Tomatoes (either 1 can tomato paste, 1 can diced tomatoes, or 1 can of tomato juice, whatever’s handy)
Parsley, Oregano, Garlic
Salt to taste

Directions
(In Kathy’s own words.)

Soak the beans if you can, overnight or for a couple of hours. It’ll take the sugar out of them and they’ll cook faster too.

Drain the lentils. Then put them in a big pot and add new water, enough to cover the lentils about 1.5 inches. Start cooking over a rather high heat.

Put in the frozen spinach (take it out of the package first!). Chop up the onion and throw that in.

You need some kind of tomatoes–look in the pantry and find whatever canned tomatoes are handy and throw that in.

How much parsley & oregano? I pour in enough to layer each on the top of the lentils, more or less. If you don’t like oregano, don’t put any in.

Garlic? For that big pot, you can start with 2 tablespoons, reserving the right to add more later if that’s what you like. Stir it all up and after the spinach breaks up, leave it alone.

When it all starts to boil, turn down the heat and cook it on medium heat. If the water steams away and it’s too thick, add more water but don’t overdo it. This should be a rather thick soup.

Serve hot and sprinkle lots of parmesan/romano on the top and a crusty slice of Italian bread with butter.

Optional adds: You can add pasta to this if you don’t mind the added calories. Little tubetini macaroni work best. Cook them separately al dente and add them to the lentils. If you’re not a vegetarian, get some Italian sweet sausage, slice it up in bite size chunks and brown it separately in a pan. Throw that into the boiling lentils mixture. You can also use tuna in this lentil soup and it’s pretty good too.

Monica Woolston-Versaggi’s “Toralli” Lemon Cookies

Monica is one of our Facebook friends, and she presented us with this sweet recipe, from her husband’s grandmother.

Ingredients

6 eggs
1 cup sugar
¾ cup oil
2 teaspoons lemon extract
5 cups sifted flour
4 teaspoons baking powder

Directions
(In Monica’s own words.)

Beat eggs; add sugar beat ‘til creamy. Add oil and lemon extract.

Add flour and baking powder which have been sifted together.

Let dough rest for 10 minutes. (It will be sticky; if I have time, I do refrigerate it overnight.)

Shape into a crescent shape ( about 1 ½ tablespoons).

Bake at 375 degrees for 10 minutes.

Icing

Ingredients

1 egg white
½ teaspoon lemon extract
1 ½ cups of confectioner’s sugar
1 teaspoon milk

Directions

Mix until a thick consistency. It should not be too thin. Spread on cool cookies.

Enjoy with a cup of tea!!

Maria Gallagher’s Eggplant Parmesan

Maria’s one of our Ladies Ancient Order of Hibernians pals. Both of her parents are second generation Italian.

“My dad’s family is from a town in Sicily called Messina, and my mom’s family is from up north near the Seashore Coastline. I am full-blooded Italian, but was able to join the LAOH because I am the spouse of an Irish member and I have a daughter who is a member of the Ladies. That is how our by-laws read.”

The recipe, Maria says, is her own, with some help from her mom.

Ingredients

2 medium-size eggplants
2 eggs
Bread Crumbs
Flour
Gravy (Known as “sauce” in some Italian households, but definitely “gravy” in Maria’s. Her gravy is homemade; you can use the jarred stuff, if you want.)
4 cups mozzarella cheese
Grated Parmesan or Romano cheese
Extra virgin olive oil

Directions

Preheat your oven tp 350 degrees.

Peel eggplant and slice into quarter-inch pieces. Salt and then pat dry.

Coat the eggplant slices in flour; shake off the excess. Dip in egg, then in bread crumbs.

Heat olive oil in pan and cook eggplant slices until brown on both sides.

Cover the bottom of a casserole dish with gravy. Add a layer of eggplant, mozzarella cheese and Parmesan or Romano cheese. Repeat with another layer until all eggplant is covered.

Bake for about 35-40 minutes.

How to Be Irish in Philly

How To Be Irish in Philly This Week

Albannach's Jamesie, Aya, and Collin


Although it’s more than a month late, this is the weekend that hundreds of Celtic music fans look forward to—the Scottish & Irish Festival in Valley Forge, which had to forego its usual “Mid-winter” moniker this year because of casino construction at Valley Forge Convention Center.

On tap are some groups with a huge local fan base, including the percussion-heavy Scottish group Albannach, the Screaming Orphans (four beautiful girl rockers from Donegal), Searson, Jamison, and Rathkeltair. Also on the bill, The Brigadoons, the Sean Fleming Band, Hadrian’s Wall, Charlie Zahm, and a host of Irish dancers as well as the Washington Memorial Pipe Band.

But it’s not just music. There are fencing lessons and demos by Companions of the Cross, mead and poitin tastings, Scotch and Irish whiskey tastings, both Irish and Scots Gaelic workshops, and delicious Celtic food and a host of vendors.

The rest of the week is fairly quiet, though The John Byrne Band will be on stage at The Shanachie in Ambler on Saturday night and the IN-Philly 7-A-Side soccer team is taking on another opponent at Star Finders in Manayunk on Sunday night.

If you love the Shanachie, this would be the week to stop in, have a pint, listen to some music and say goodbye. The Irish pub will be closing on March 31.

Don’t let this week’s quiet fool you. It’s just everyone waiting to get their second wind after two weeks of nonstop St. Patrick’s parading and partying. Pretty soon, you’ll have so many choices for Celtic entertainment, you won’t know what to do.

News, People

The Last St. Patrick’s Day at The Shanachie

Gerry Timlin and Tom Kane at the Shanachie on St. Patrick's Day

Marybeth, Karen and Sean O’Connor were doing what they do every St. Patrick’s Day, celebrating Sean’s birthday at The Shanachie Irish Pub and Restaurant in Ambler.

On stage in the dining room, the pub’s co-owner, Gerry Timlin and his musical partner of more than 30 years, Tom Kane, sang the Stan Roger’s folk favorite “The Mary Ellen Carter,” about the efforts to raise a sunken ship. Standing in the sea of revelers in bar, the O’Connors and their friends sang along, fist-pumping through its rousing chorus:

“Rise again, rise again—though your heart it be broken
Or life about to end.
No matter what you’ve lost, be it a home, a love, a friend,
Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.”

Quietly, Timlin’s Shanachie partner, Ed Egan, slipped out of the crowd. When he reappeared later, he confessed that the song had choked him up. “I had to go upstairs and gather myself,” said Egan, an attorney, who, with Timlin, opened the popular Ambler spot about eight years ago.

This was the last St. Patrick’s Day celebration at the Shanachie, which will close its doors for good on Saturday, March 31, and Egan wasn’t the only one who was choked up.

“I’m very sad,” said Linda McGarry of North Wales, who had to nearly shout to be heard over the din of the crowd. “I love Gerry and I love it here. I’m going to miss it so much.”

“We’re devastated,” said another woman, there with her whole family. “This is where we come for birthdays, all our celebrations. It makes me sad.”

All night, Timlin said in a phone conversation later in the week, “I just kept trucking. It was tough, very emotional, so I just kept working and kept myself busy but is was, at the end of the night, tough to say the least. This was my dream. It was always something I wanted to do.”

A native of County Tyrone, Northern Ireland, Timlin came to the US in 1972 as a skilled carpenter, but started working at bars and restaurants—McGurk’s in Wyndmoor, Toner’s in Fort Washington, Brittingham’s in Lafayette Hill—which suited his gregarious personality better than creating perfect mitered corners.

He’s been singing with Tom Kane almost since he arrived in the US from the tiny town of Coalisland. He came to know Ed Egan when the two met after a performance in Washington, DC, where Egan then worked. They shared the vision of an Irish pub where they would serve both traditional and new Irish cuisine and there would be music, Irish folk and traditional music, the kind Timlin grew up with and they both loved.

“I’d always wanted to be in the restaurant business as an owner,” said Timlin. “I had no visions of grandeur, that this was going to make me rich. I liked the concept of the Irish pub and wanted to do it better than others and to some degree I think we did.”

He said he thought restaurant owners should always have a physical presence, so either he or Egan were almost always there, not waiting on tables but strolling by, talking to patrons. And if he knew you even a little bit, there was always a chance that Gerry Timlin would pull up a seat and regale you with stories of Coalisland, his family, or life on the road as a musician or on the links as a golfer. Or that Ed Egan might get up a sing a song.

The Shanachie has always had a well-attended Tuesday night session, which occasionally draws well-known Irish musicians (like Angelina Carberry and Martin Quinn who came in the week they were playing at the Irish Center). There’s music every weekend, frequent fundraisers, and the occasional concert. “We had Mick Moloney, Robbie O’Connell, Jimmy Crowley, Finbar Furey,” said Timlin, ticking off some of the other big names—people he knows from his years in the music business—who played on the pub’s stage.

And, of course, Timlin and Kane. After the appearance of The John Byrne Band on March 24, it’s Timlin and Kane the next night and till the end. “Paraic Keane is joining us on the 30th,” says Timlin. Keane is a Dublin-born fiddler, now living in Philadelphia. Timlin and Kane will close the Shanachie on March 31.

After that a new restaurant will be moving in. Timlin won’t reveal the name. “We were able to make the announcement ourselves when we moved in, so they should have the same opportunity,” he says.

He also won’t say why the Shanachie is closing, though he admitted that it’s been stressful for some time. “It’s bittersweet. I’m going to miss it terribly. But there are some things I’m not going to miss,” he said.

Both Egan and Timlin have kept their hands in their other chosen occupations. Timlin still travels around the country performing. Egan practices law with Timoney Knox in Fort Washington and is director of the pre-law program at his alma mater, Mount St. Mary’s University in Emmitsburg, MD.

Timlin says he’s already received a few “very nice offers” that he acknowledges have surprised him. “I think, why me? I’m incredibly humbled by it and I’m not the easiest person in the world to humble,” he says with a laugh.

Wherever he lands, though, he’ll find familiar faces. The O’Connor family haven’t even thought about where they’ll spend next St. Patrick’s Day and Sean O’Connor’s birthday. But, says Marybeth O’Connor, “My parents have been following Timlin and Kane for 30 years, following them wherever they played. We’ll find Gerry wherever he goes.”

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