I’m quite sure St. Patrick’s day is one of those holidays, formerly holy days, that have glommed onto the Equinox the way Christmas glommed onto the solstice. So we celebrate the first unofficial day of Spring by walking through the park and out onto Culver Road where the Guinness truck is parked in front of Shamrock Jacks. This is our family of two tradition.
We were there before noon and green bagels were still set up on a table in front. Our waitress, one of the sisters that own the place, was wearing a “Drink Like A Champion Today” shirt. A band was playing in the bar and another one was setting up out back in the tent. By the time we left the place was mobbed. These are my people. I’m getting out.
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“Today, drink like a fool” is probably more like it. I quit drinking years ago, but I still like corned beef and cabbage for the occasion. Unfortunately, working the midnight shift means it’s just not worthwhile to go out. Most placed don’t do a very good job. Heading over to my local roasterie for a fresh cup of java fills the bill.
Shamrocks was way too packed by 6pm. Almost the whole parking lot at Seabreeze Amusement Park was full. We had Guinness at Titus Tavern. Or Matthew did.
I don’t remember what I had.