In celebration of Saint Patrick's Day we chose to go to Dublin... California!
The rolling green hills
We found an old cemetery and discovered that Dublin, California was settled by Irishmen! Although close to the busy bay area, it was actually quiet, serene and garden-like.
Looking for an Irish Pub for a bit o' lunch, we discovered the only Irish Pub in Dublin was a bar and would not allow young Bradley admittance. So, we went a wee bit out of Dublin to the small township of Modesto to a favorite Irish Pub....
P. Wexford's Pub!
We had Shepherd's Pie, Harp and Guiness beers.
(Mr. Bradley enjoyed chicken strips and a Shirley Temple)
On the Pub wall, we found a shillelagh stick displayed. Trina's great uncle Carl McNally was a chaplain in the Army who used to smack soldiers with this stick when they used bad language.
...ahh, those Irishmen!
Of course we had a wonderful time with our favorite little redheaded grandson.
