So I didn’t grow up with Irish trad. I started playing it in earnest maybe 8 or 10 months ago.
But my aunt just told me the most fun story about when my grandfather and grandmother (Pop and Nana) were dating. My pop, whose family she described as “snooty,” would go to my Nana’s house and they’d have the rug rolled up, my great-grandmother with a squeeze box (I don’t know exactly what), and having a “kitchen racket.” Tunes, singing, dancing around: the whole shebangabang. It sounds marvelous and I’m glad I know that. That didn’t survive to my father’s generation. Nana’s family was off the boat, while Pop’s family had been here (the US) a while. Which likely explains the snootiness.
Anyway I’m in love with the term “kitchen racket.”