Oops. I Didn't Dyngus.

[cbtreks]

Yesterday - known as Easter Monday to much of the Christian world - is known as Dyngus Day in the South Bend area. My understanding is that it originated in Poland as a religious holiday (the aforementioned Easter Monday) but around here it's long been a day for eating boiled eggs and Polish sausage, drinking lots of beer, and - if one is a politician - glad-handing. It's the beginning of the primary campaign season and there are lots of politicians buying lots of drinks in bars and clubs around town. I'm not much into drinking or bars - or politics for that matter - but I always join in the spirit of things by having an egg and a polish somewhere, even if it's just for supper at home. But this year I forgot! Chalk it up to just plain tiredness - last week was looooooong. (But all my worldly goods are now in one state, albeit in two separate towns for now - and I'm no longer paying for a storage unit. Woo hoo!) I remembered this evening when I passed The Skillet on the way home and they were still advertising their Polish buffet (best in the area, imho) from last night. *sigh* I brought home Burger King when we could've been eating noodles on top of mashed potatoes covered with chicken gravy, roast chicken, Polish sausage, and pierogies.

Of course, in this part of the state, we can have that almost any day of the week. Still....

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In my own personal fannon, Ray Kowalski (of Due South) has cousins in South Bend and is quite aware of the Dyngus Day tradition. He only sees them infrequently but has spent a few Easter weekends in Indiana. Hmmm, maybe he even remembers seeing RFK on Dyngus Day in 1968. Ray K. would've been seven or eight at the time. I imagine he and Fraser have compared Dyngus Day/ Easter Monday traditions from time to time.