First Song-That Old Black Magic

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that we so wear I see fingers up and down my spot The same old witchcraft when you're the same old Tika Lee is caught in the tide I should stay to burning desire That only your kiss can put out the fire

Lending. Well, you know, St. Patrick's Day is just two days off. Just around the corner, you might say, and many happy herburnians, as well as other jolly souls, will celebrate by wearing the green,

parade and whooping it up, exchanging boisterous, blarney and all, all just generally making it a big day in honor of the patrons, St. of Ireland. Of course, the day also carries a deep religious significance.

Those then are the well-known aspects of St. Patrick's Day, but I wonder how many of us ever think of food in connection with this day. Oh, a belter, two of Irish, yeah, but what about the food?

Now would you care to guess what a typical St. Patrick's Day dinner would be in comparison with Turkey and dressing and so forth on Thanksgiving and Christmas or ham and the Easter or potato salad, devil eggs, cold cuts and watermelon on the Fourth of July picnic, things like that. Would you like to hazard a guess? Or did you know that there was a

typical or traditional Irish feast for St. Patrick's Day? Oh, there it is, I'll tell you that. As usual, the typical St. Pat's dinner will be served at Kavanaugh's. That's New York Irish landmark on West 23rd Street on the 17th.

Now, Kavanaugh loves Old Ireland, loves to prove that there's more to the country than Shamrock, Schalaliz and Mulligan Stew. And believe me, Kavanaugh's food proves it too. Of course, anyone who's ever wielded a knife in fork in Ireland and tasted the wonderful beef, bacon, butter, ham, salmon, double-in-base shrimp, and the real Irish potatoes knows that