Raven's View

I had good intentions of doing my check in last night, but fell asleep right after supper. St. Paddy's Day might be ho-hum in Ireland, but at two of my locals it was hopping. The smaller place had their regular Thursday night Irish night folk gathered at the front, taking turns playing the never ending song for most of the afternoon. The place was jammed, with people  lined up three deep at the bar, reaching over each other for their pint. The patio was open too, with snow cleared off, but while it was sunny it was damn cold - maybe -10C, with a breeze. The other place, a traditional Ontario tavern, had a live band and a huge crowd - that's the photo on the right. Quarts of beer, Sam's traditional Lebanese Irish Stew, women all insisting that you kiss them. Service was good though - for regulars - I no sooner walked in than Angie handed me a Beau's Ale and pointed out a free seat. Was a good day for table hopping and meeting new people and old friends, but after a few hours I went home for supper - before the real crazies came out. 

But - back to the grind now - editing.