Not many people have heard of Bag Day. Actually most people haven’t heard of it and I never heard of it until I met my husband.
Bag Day is celebrated at the Irish Pub in Atlantic City. On the day after St. Patrick’s Day you wear a bag on your head to the pub and unless you have a bag, you don’t get served.
John’s family celebrates it every year, meeting at the pub, wearing bags and drinking some beer while listening to bag pipe players. It’s a fun, one of a kind event.
Since we were 21 we have celebrated every year. We even rushed home from a Spring Break trip to Key West to get back in time for Bag Day.
After we had Jack, John started going on his own meeting his family at the pub. Last year my mom watched Jackson and I was able to enjoy the festivities.
This year however Bag Day fell on a Monday and John’s been super busy at work. So for the first time in 10 years he wasn’t able to make it to Bag Day.
But, we are keeping the Bag Day tradition alive at home even if it is a slightly more subdued version.
I’m making Guinness stew and Irish soda bread and there may even be a few Irish Car bombs involved.
Just cause we are parents doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate.
Happy Bag Day!