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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.”

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.

News

A Big Day for Montco Irish

Joe McDonnell and Peanut

Joe McDonnell and Peanut

Did our eyes deceive us, or did the Montgomery County St. Patrick’s Day Parade just get even bigger?

Mummers, pipers, cheerleaders, buglers, firefighters, dancers … they all marched down Fayette Street in Conshohocken on Saturday in profusion.

Grand Marshal Jim Flood was one of the first marchers down the street, after which they all seemed to keep coming.

As always, there were big crowds. It’s a good bet that the weather—sunny, if a bit on the cool side—helped bring out the parade-goers.

We shot plenty of photos of the parade.

News

Our Day in the Sun

Everybody had a good time.

Everybody had a good time.

Ireland’s agriculture minister, Michelle O’Neill, stood alongside Ring of Honor member, musician Gerry Timlin, and paused for a moment to take in the pomp and pageantry that is the Philadelphia St. Patrick’s Day Parade. “This is my first time in the parade, and it’s just fantastic,” she exclaimed. “It’s a beautiful day.”

To the Philadelphians of all ethnic groups who line up along the Benjamin Franklin Parkway every year, the parade is always fantastic, even if the day dawns misty and gray, more like an early spring day in Galway. The 2012 extravaganza, held on Sunday, was likewise fantastic, but it differed from many previous Philly parades past in one significant way: this was the first parade in a long time in which it was possible to get a sunburn. With sunshine enough to make parade-goers squint and shield their eyes with their hands, blissful springlike temperatures, and a balmy breeze, Sunday really and truly was a beautiful day.

Just about anyone who’s ever been associated with the parade couldn’t help but notice one other difference this year: there’s always a crowd, but Sunday’s gorgeous weather seemed to draw many, many more parade-goers out of their winter cocoons than in years past. Logan Square is a pretty good barometer. The crowd typically thins out there—a place for the dancers, pipe bands and mummers to take a bit of a break before pressing on to the Eakins Oval reviewing stands—but there were substantial crowds there this year.

We’ve captured the parade as we usually do, with hundreds of photos, from Miss Mayo to the Fralinger String Band to the Philly Phanatic, and there’s a pretty good sampling in the photo essay above. We’ll give you links to all of the photo essays below—maybe you’ll even see yourself—but first, let’s pass along the names of this year’s parade prize winners. (With our congratulations as well, of course.)

Hon. James H.J. Tate Award
(Founded 1980, this was named the Enright Award Prior to 1986)
Sponsored by: Michael Bradley and Mike Driscoll
Group That Best Exemplified the Spirit of the Parade
2012 Rince Ri School of Irish Dance

Msgr. Thomas J. Rilley Award (Founded 1980)
Outstanding Fraternal Organization
Sponsored by: AOH Division 39, Msgr. Thomas J. Rilley
2012 Second Street Irish Society

George Costello Award (Founded 1980)
Organization with the Outstanding Float in the Parade
Sponsored by: The Irish Society
2012 Irish of Havertown

Hon. Vincent A. Carroll Award (Founded 1980)
Outstanding Musical Unit Excluding Grade School Bands:
Sponsored by: John Dougherty Local 98
2012 Reilly Raiders Drum & Bugle Corps

Anthony J. Ryan Award (Founded 1990)
Outstanding Grade School Band
Sponsored by: The Ryan Family
2012 St. Aloysius Academy Marching Band

Walter Garvin Award (Founded 1993)
Outstanding Children’s Irish Dance Group
Sponsored by: Walter Garvin Jr.
2012 Cummins School of Irish Dance

Marie C. Burns Award (Founded 2003)
Outstanding Adult Dance Group
Sponsored by: Philadelphia Emerald Society
2012 Nicholl School of Irish Dance

Joseph E. Montgomery Award (Founded 2006)
Outstanding AOH and/or LAOH Divisions
Sponsored by: AOH Div. 65 Joseph E. Montgomery
2012 AOH / LAOH Division # 17

Joseph J. “Banjo” McCoy Award (Founded 2006)
Outstanding Fraternal Organization
Sponsored by: Schuylkill Irish Society
2012 Sixty Ninth Pennsylvania Irish Volunteers

James F. Cawley Parade Director’s Award (Founded 2006)
Outstanding Organization selected by the Parade Director.
Sponsored by: AOH Division 87 Port Richmond
2012 Philadelphia Emerald Society

Father Kevin C. Trautner Award (Founded 2008)
Outstanding School or Religious Organization that displays their Irish Heritage while promoting Christian Values
Sponsored by: Kathy McGee Burns
2012 St. Katherine of Siena (NE Philadelphia)

Maureen McDade McGrory Award (Founded 2008)
Outstanding Children’s Irish Dance Group Exemplifying the Spirit of Irish Culture through Traditional Dance
Sponsored by: McDade School of Irish Dance
2012 McDade School of Irish Dance

James P. “Jim” Kilgallen Award (Founded 2011)
Outstanding organization that best exemplifies the preservation of Irish-American unity through charitable endeavors to assist those less fortunate at home and abroad.
Sponsored by: Michael Bradley
2012 Mayo Association of Philadelphia

Mary Theresa Dougherty Award (Founded 2012)
Outstanding organization dedicated to serving the needs of God’s people in the community.
Sponsored by: St. Patrick’s Day Observance Association Board
2012 Divine Providence Village Rainbow Irish Step Dancers

We should note in passing that 2012 marked Divine Providence’s parade debut. You can read more about them here.

And now, without further adieu, here are our photos. Better get a cup of coffee and settle in for a while.

Music, News

On Stage With the Chieftains

The Philadelphia Emerald Society Pipe Band, on stage

The Philadelphia Emerald Society Pipe Band, on stage

There we all were, a long crescent-shaped line of bottle green and saffron, 17 pipers and drummers playing our hearts out onstage in Verizon Hall at Philadelphia’s Kimmel Center, surrounded by roughly 2,500 clapping, cheering, wildly enthusiastic Irish music fans.

And wait, it gets even more awesome. We were accompanying the world’s foremost Irish traditional band: the Chieftains.

Not many people get to say they’ve done either—perform at the Kimmel or sit in with the Chieftains—but we members of the Philadelphia Emerald Society Pipe Band can add that show to the list of the coolest gigs we’ve ever played. Probably the coolest.

It began for us about a month before the Chieftain’s annual St. Patrick’s show when we were approached by representatives of the band and asked if we’d want to play. We’d need to learn two tunes, the “March of the St. Patricios” and a Breton dance tune called “An Dro.” No one needed to think long about it.

It was a challenge. We’re a competition band, so we spend months focusing on the three tunes we’ll have to play at highland games and Irish festivals throughout the spring and summer. It’s a fussy business, and you’d be surprised at how long it can take before you get to the point where you think you’re ready for prime time.

And here were the Chieftains—the Chieftains, no less—asking us to learn two new tunes and to be ready to hit the concert stage in just a few weeks. Happily, we were kind of like the Cardinals in the National League Division Series last year: We peaked at just the right time.

Friday night, we all showed up at the Kimmel stage door entrance on 15th Street and were escorted down into the basement to two small rooms with little white plaques marked “The Chieftains Pipers.” We did what we usually do: wrestle with pipe tuning until we felt we got them where they needed to be.

After that, everything happened quickly. We were ushered upstairs and led out onto the stage for our pre-show rehearsal—the only rehearsal we would ever have, for a show that was scheduled to start in a little under an hour. Paddy Moloney quickly explained how we were to come in on both tunes. We played together for perhaps 10 minutes, and then we were escorted back downstairs.

And then, about 20 minutes later, back upstairs again, where we waited in the wings while the Chieftains motored through the first half of their show.

We were shortly joined by the striking Scottish singer Alyth McCormack, and after a Carolan tune by Celtic harper Trina Marshall, out we marched to thundering applause. A lot of what happened next passed by in a blur:

The march started.

We joined in.

We marched off.

I’m pretty sure we played well, but probably more than a few of us were only just starting to realize that about 2,500 sets of eyes and ears were suddenly focused on us. There wasn’t time for stage fright, but there was time to take in just how thrilling this moment was.

And then, a few tunes later, we herded back out on stage for the encore. “An Dro” is always the band’s last number at the Kimmel—and maybe everywhere else, for all we know. The Chieftains’ dancers always prance out onto the stage, and from there out into the audience, where anyone who wants to can join this kind of Breton kick line all the way around the auditorium and back up onto stage.

Once again, the Chieftains started off. After the first verse, with a signal from Paddy, the drones kicked in, and off we went, playing this other-wordly folk tune, drums banging out the rhythm. Before we knew it, the dancers were back up the stage, jumping up and down in front of us, and the whole number ended with a long and loud drum roll—and then the audience erupted, giving us all a standing ovation.

The Chieftains hurried off stage left, and we headed off stage right. There were smiles everywhere, threatening to become permanent. One of the pipers, I don’t remember who, looked at me and asked, “Did that really just happen?”

Oh, yeah, it did. And not one of us will ever forget it.

Here are a few photos from the night, with a great YouTube video up top.

View the photos.