Palo, your hubby and mine seem to have the same heritag...my hubbys mom was Irish, her maiden name being Eileen Sheey, a good Irish name...her dad was an Irish cop on the beat in Chicago...
My hubbys dad is from Sicily, not Italy proper, but rather from a little fishing village in the south of Sicily....
The hubby usually refers to himself as Sicilian for most of the year, I guess because he looks Sicilian, spoke Sicilian as his first language, and barely knew his moms family...
However, on St Pats day, he leans more toward his Irish side...he usually spends the afternoon and evening, at a great Irish Pub, called Oblarneys, where he samples the ales, and enjoys the Bagpipers, who always make their way to OBlarneys for a night of fun and music...I dont go with, as I just dont enjoy big crowds, and to be sure, OBlarneys is jammed to the rafters on St Pattys Day...
But the hubby bought a large selection of Irish brews yesterday, and they are all being chilled down, so I expect to be hitting the sauce rather soon today....I would also expect that by later this evening both myself and the hubby will be sloshed....Ah, tis a great day to be Irish..