StPatDay Follow-Up
As I was ushered out of my own pub before 6:00pm (“If you’re not drinking, you’re just taking up space!”), I don’t have a lot of firsthand accounts of the evening at Le Snooge (like so many other scary occasions, e.g., New Year’s Eves, watching the Red Sox in a playoff game, or our own birthdays, Troy and I prefer to stay home with the covers pulled up to our eyebrows, clinging to each other knowing that it will all be over in a few hours) . What I do know for certain is…very slow start (would someone PLEASE remind me not to open before 3:00pm next year), Michelle and I enjoyed uber-yummy lunches from Silly’s (my god, could those people be any nicer?), pondered for the longest time why a certain someone whose name starts with “Jah” and ends in “ole” is sooooo very angry, welcomed 20-odd Nappi/Guinness crawlers who were surprisingly alert considering what time most of them started, enjoyed watching Brandie enjoy her day off, and then ducked as the masses poured in around five.
All in all, the day could not have been better…not too boozy crowd, zero vomit, only one overly-zealous-with-the-chalk guy, (unless she’s lying) Michelle didn’t yell at anyone, and (unless she’s lying) no green dye was smuggled in! Bravo Snug Custys….BRAVO!!!!
Feel free to add your recollections of SPD ‘09 under the “Bob Loblaw” feedback link!