Nothing Gold Can Stay

This weekend I went home to my parents' house only to find the remains of a brick of Kerry Gold butter from Ireland.

Seriously, Mom?

"I got it as a St. Patricks day gift! See, there's cheese too! Dubliners."

I asked her if she wanted me to bring her back another, as I'll be in Shannon tomorrow. No, she's good; its like a special treat, she says. "Maybe when you sit reserve again in May."