St. Patrick’s Day is, inevitably, a mess. The bars, especially the Irish bars, are overrun by regulars and tourists, habitual drinkers and people who’ve picked that day as one of their five days a year to go out for a pint. Of all those thousands upon thousands of people who are going out, a fraction will have a few too many Guinnesses, and their sloppiness will curve upward exponentially throughout the night until the only people left at the bars are so out of it they think they actually are in Ireland. This St. Patrick’s Day falls on a Friday, so the possibilities for chaos are even higher than
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