Happy St. Patrick's Day

This makes my second St. Patrick's Day/weekend in Dallas. But really my first time actually experiencing it. Dallas does St. Patrick's Day pretty well. In fact, Dallas does most things well when they involve copious amounts of drinking.

Greenville is a "main drag" of sorts. Laid out in view of the downtown skyline, Greenville Avenue is located in East Dallas. It's a trendy part of town, I guess. It's got a lot of open-air restaurants and a bunch of bars. And on the Saturday before St. Patrick's day, it has a lot of drunk people dressed in green.

The beginning of Greenville Avenue.

Instead of dealing with the traffic which would include a parade at some point, the Boy and I decided to hike it to an Irish pub bike-style. It was a pub way off the main road. But it was still packed. I mean, it would almost be cliched for an Irish pub NOT to be packed on St. Patrick's Day/weekend....right?


It was a beautiful day and on the way we saw many things. Including a Weimaraner rescue tent with a bunch of Weims up for adoption. As some of you might know, we own one of these monsters and love him a lot. Too bad he was at home.


We finally made it to Trinity Hall. One of the primary reasons we went is because the Boy is really into soccer...or, er, ...football. And this particular pub plays some games that Fox Soccer Channel does not. We only have FSC, so hence the delima. His favorite team was playing on the OTHER soccer channel, so we had to go to the pub. Fine with me.





What better way to welcome the Irish holiday than with a basket of Fish and Chips and a cold Guinness to wash it down? Well, I think of none. So that's what I did. It was good bike-pedaling-fuel, but it was definitely pub food. So were the Bangers and Mash that the Boy ate only half of.



So here's to being eco-friendly by riding a bike, here's to the Irish blood in me somewhere (even if it's only 1/100th), and here's to the only excuse on the planet to drink green beer.

Happy St. Patty's Day!