Yesterday: A few work buddies and I spent our lunch break scouring every McDonald's in and around Times Square in search of the elusive you-know-what -- the Shamrock Shake. When I proposed marriage to the seasonal treat during last year's St. Patty's tribute, a couple of readers chimed in with wild claims that the big city still supplied the goods. Fucking lousy liars. The people working the registers seemed almost appalled that we'd even ask for these allegedly still-made shakes, and what's worse, we spent so much time hunting down fast food joints that there wasn't even time to enjoy a much safer bet: green beer.
Regardless, this was my first ever St. Patrick's Day spent in NYC, and it sure was an experience. Though there's been major crackdowns over the past few years on public intoxication and just generally having anything resembling drunken fun, the sea of green-donning Irishmen and tourists posing as Irishmen almost made me wish my blood wasn't so fully rooted in spicy meatball woposity.
Anyway, it was nutsy. More people were walking around in costume today than on Halloween -- and by costume, I don't just mean "green clothes." We're talking all-out styrofoam hats, ties, green hairspray...the works. So gloriously tacky. There was even a guy in a big shark suit. I'll show you the pics when I get home.
Posted by Matt on 03/18/2005. E-mail me!










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It was St patricks day?! Anyway, I haven’t bothered to check for the Shamrock Shake because, GASP, I’m never going to get fast food again. The reason being that I read the book "Fast Food Nation" and now know the evil that lurks behind Ronalds smile. I cant beleve the miseries they caused to all their workers as well as independent farmers and ranchers.