It's probably fairly easy pickings for a number of us to wag our beer snob fingers at those that drink Guinness or even the green colored macro offerings like Bud and Miller. Resist that, please. It's not a teaching moment. Believe me.
Lest we think we know it all, here are a few things about the holiday that you may not have considered.
It's St. Patrick's Day. You may call it St. Paddy's, but never St. Patty's day.
Paddy is from the masculine Pádraig. Patty is from the feminine Patricia. If you've been doing it wrong for years, you may as well get a dubious Chinese tattoo.
The shamrock is not a four leaf clover.
|Taking the Lord to the Fourth Dimension.|
The shamrock has three leaves which were used as a homily to teach the Holy Trinity by, you know, that guy the day is named after. Put that 4 banger on a shirt and now you look like the dubious Chinese Tattoo guy with a questionable Abercrombie and Fitch T.
The green beer thing?
Invented by a New York coroner in 1914. It may as well be a Halloween drink. (It's Curtin's for you!)
I enjoy a Dry Irish Stout and Guinness is a notable BJCP example of that style. Are you going to quibble with me about Murphy's or Beamish? They didn't exist in the US in my formative drinking years, so slag off. You can enjoy your American Craft Milk Stouts and Oatmeal Stouts. I'm OK with that.
Just don't be surprised if someday you find yourself celebrating Zombiecrombie and Fitch Patricia Day drinking a black mint saison with a corned oxtail kimchi fried chimichanga.