I was walking through Penn Station on my way to work this morning. Many of the shops on the LIRR concourse will happily sell you bread, muffins, and similar breakfast and lunch food. I noticed a signboard advertising "St. Patrick's Day Specials." The first entry was, unsurprisingly, Irish soda bread. The third was hamantaschen.

The specials last night at Trattoria Spaghetto included corned beef; an appetizer of smoked salmon and asparagus; and "green pasta."
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From: [identity profile] feorag.livejournal.com


The shop down the road from here sells (vegetarian) haggis samosa. I consider this to be the epitome of the Britain I like.

From: [identity profile] dichroic.livejournal.com


This reminds me of a dream I had mostly forgotten (last night? the night before?). I was in some place that was celebrating some sort of spring festival and I was delighted to discover they had a traditional cookie for it that was evocative of hamentaschen: a poppy filling (yellow, for some reason, but it did contain poppy seeds) and a triangular shape, though not one made by folding in a circle.

Cool, because I was enjoying myself greatly in the dream.

From: [identity profile] threeringedmoon.livejournal.com


Ooohhh, hamantaschen. I don't think there is any place to get it here in the Springs. I like the poppy seed best, but will go with the prune if it is the only thing available.
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