my tradition is to wear black, so everyone knows to leave me alone...

[lagilman]

Ah, St Patrick's Day, which I celebrate by staying the hell away from anywhere people might be...anywhere people might be, basically.

Yeah, I don't know what it's like in your city, but NYC suddenly becomes the home of drunk people determined to make Jets fans look like Miss Manners' favorite cousin. Thanks but no thanks and I'll deal with everyone tomorrow when they've sobered up.

[also: corned beef? A traditional JEWISH dish that Irish immigrants to America adapted. Yes, really.)

However, if you are, y'know, Actually Irish, I wish you a Happy St Patrick's Day.


For the rest of us? one day closer to Spring. I'll raise a wee dram to that.

EtA: had a 'strami-onn-rye-widda-sour for lunch, plus a potato knish, eaten outside in the sunlight without a jacket, and now am feeling the intense desire to curl up on the sofa and sooooooze.. no, work, I meant work! PSA: when eating a proper 'strami sandwich, make sure you have hot tea handy with which to wash down the lingering grease. Trust me on this... [I had a diet coke, and had to come home and make a cup of tea for maximum digestion)

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[http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/]

The US version of St Patrick's Day never ceases to baffle me. Even in Ireland, it's pretty low key.

[lagilman]

It's actually gotten more mellow, in most places, since I was a kid. Then, there was a lot of IRA back-and-forth and a LOT of political crap tied up in the drinking (at least on the east Coast, home to NYC and Boston's heavily Irish populations).

Now, it's just become an excuse for all the bars to lure people in with beer specials and the first decent open-air weekend of Spring. *shakes head*

[http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/]

Ah, commerce. How it takes over everything...

[jhetley.livejournal.com]

Happy perpetuate-an-ethnic-stereotype day!

[mtlawson.livejournal.com]

St. Patrick's Day used to be the big drinking day at my alma mater, but since UD instituted Spring Break about 15 years ago, the party atmosphere evaporated with the disappearance of the students.

I suspect more people locally are interested in the NCAA Tourney than drinking for St. Patrick's Day; typically the first two days of the Tourney are some of my slowest days at work.

[firynze.livejournal.com]

I'm getting myself home from work and then staying safely inside, yep. Amateur Night is not a time to be out and about...and I'm in rural Vermont! I fear to tread in NYC today.

Mmmm, pastrami.

(also, most actual Irish kinda look askance at the "celebrations" today in the US. Many Irish-Americans do, too. It's the idiots from every group who make things...interesting...)

[lagilman]

mmmmm pastrami. I may have to wander up to the deli at lunch.

(it's a traditional Jewish deli, so it should be safe...)

[firynze.livejournal.com]

One hopes! But then, going in search of pastrami is a noble goal...one worth undertaking even today.

[lagilman]

'strami-onna-rye-widda-sour achieved, and nommed while sitting outside in the sunlight. Life is good.

[firynze.livejournal.com]

OOOOOOH.

Jellus.

However, tomorrow I will have leftover corned beef and homemade rye to turn into deliciousness. It ain't New York pastrami, but it'll be tasty!

[wolfsilveroak.livejournal.com]

Despite being half Irish (and able to actually prove it, finally, via my family tree, whoo), I'm not really doing anything. Heh.

And I'm out of whiskey, so I can't even raise a toast. LOL.

[ex-fashioni.livejournal.com]

Never cared for the day since I don't wear much green (turns me a lovely shade of jaundice) and the idea that anyone would pinch me for not wearing an unflattering shade used to monumentally piss me off.

But mmm... corned beef.

[rosefox]

Times Square was already getting raucous when we walked through there last night. Today I am going straight home from work, do not pass Go, do not collect 200 green bagels.

I do miss planting sugar snap peas on St. Patrick's Day, though. That was an annual tradition when I was growing up.

[mevennen.livejournal.com]

A combination of Cheltenham races and St Pat's Day was.... well, there were some deeply unfortunate colleens, is all I can say. Shiny emerald nylon is not a good look on anyone.

Lots of Irish winners, though, so Eire does have something to celebrate this week.

Pride of place in the paper - the Dublin-based tour guide who forgot it was Gold Cup week and couldn't understand why the local Holiday Inn in Cheltenham wanted to charge him £1K a night. I doubt he will live it down.