50 pounds of corned beef...

...and a mountain of cabbage, carrots and spuds are set to serve and the fiddlers are booked. There's Guinness and green beer and a drop (a bunch of drops, actually) of the pure at the ready. Sounds to me like the perfect tavern is the perfect place for St. Pat's.

If you can't be with us, I'll raise a perfect pint to you wherever you may be. Happy St. Patrick's Day to all y'all fine Irish men and women, honorary or otherwise.