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Usually around St. Patrick's Day, I will have the family over for some corned beef and cabbage. For whatever reason, I tend to be known to make the best corned beef. Not that I ever do anything special. My method is simple. I boil the briskets for about 4 or 5 hours depending on the size of the brisket. Last year we made Reuben sandwiches out of them. For the fam I will usually cook two 3 or 4 pound briskets. But this year I decided not to do it, and for no particular reason. I just didn't feel like doing it and everyone has been a bit busy anyway. I will wait for some better weather and just do a barbecue or something—or maybe throw something on the smoker. But when we were at Walmart last week, they had plenty of corned beef briskets for sale. "We should get one just for us if we're not having the family over," my wife said. They were $5.98 per pound and no way was I paying that, I told her. "Let's wait," I said. "I bet you they go on sale next week." "You sure about that?" she said, almost flippantly. "Pretty damn sure," I asserted. I returned to Walmart yesterday as it turned out I needed some other things and decided to amble over to the meat department just to see if maybe they had something "out of date" on special, and lo and behold there were stacks of corned beef briskets. On sale. $3.99 per pound. I smiled and tossed a nice 3 pound flat cut brisket into my cart. I won't cook it right away. I just brought it home and put it into the chest freezer in the basement. But I felt like I won a prize. I couldn't wait to tell my wife. Told you so.