Saint Patrick was a gentleman,
Who through strategy and stealth,
Drove all the snakes from Ireland,
Here’s a toasting to his health.
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good Saint Patrick
And see all those snakes again.
Matty O'Blackfive here blogging from the fine establishment of Grace O'Malley's to discuss a religious holiday. Not only is Ms. O'Malley's one of my favorite pubs in Chicago, Gracie was pirate, too!
Ah, but on to a favorite topic of mine - St. Patrick's Day. *sigh* Glorious St. Patrick's Day...
Yeah, I know I'll get some comments that St. Patrick's Day in New York, Boston or Chicago brings out the worst amateur drinkers known to man. And that maybe true, but I don't let 'em spoil a fine holiday. Why should you?
I still love it here in Chicago the most. Sure Boston and New York have good celebrations. But in Chicago, we dye our river Green. Beat that, Boston! Here's a picture from a live blogcast of St. Paddy's Day three years ago just two blocks from my humble home (the Sun Times building is now gone being replaced by the Trump Tower).
Hell, we Irish would celebrate Spleen Day with a Harp or Guinness if such a day existed. *raises glass to Spleens everywhere* (guy next to me mutters something about knowing a helluva spleen and raises his glass...)
So look for more on the holiday about St. Patrick - the patron saint of...Guinness! - in the coming days.