Sunday was somewhat of a day of rest for us. Well, everything is relative, right? We got up and out of the hotel around mid-morning and headed to Southie (South Boston) for the parade.
You hear so much about the Boston St. Patrick’s Day parade and the first time I came I was expecting something along the lines of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. Nope. This is an honest to God neighborhood affair that about half million people attend.
While people from all over the City and beyond attend the parade, the theme of the day (besides St. Patrick, of course), is definitely Southie pride. Think thousands of people all talking like Goodwill Hunting. One of my favorite groups of the day included the Irish Prison Service Pipe Band. Now that’s a little different from the usual fire or police department band. Hey, I guess prison guards are a public service people, too.
The other highlight was an accordion band that came all the way from County Donegal. A bunch of teenagers dressed in purple outfits with their accordions. It was a sight to behold. They were followed by the mayor of some town in Donegal. All I got was that his name was Paul. Chris very proudly introduced himself as having great grandparents from Donegal “City”. He was politely corrected that they consider it a “town”. I don’t know the city (or town) that Mayor Paul came from, but it was pretty cool nonetheless.
For all you Star Wars geeks, there was even a whole section of fellow Star War geeks dressed up in the finest costumes. Storm troopers with green plastic hats and shamrocks on their uniforms. I’m not a Star Wars geek, but even I know that there is something inherently wrong with this picture.
After the parade, we made it out to Brookline and The Publick House. Now this might be a record…our first beers of the day were not until 5:30pm! But good ones they were. We saw our new friend Harry (and, yes, he is in fact an opera singer) and he recommended some great beers. I had the Brownstone from Sixpoint Brewing in New York. It was a very drinkable 5% unfiltered brown. Chris also took one of Harry’s suggestions and had the Avec Les Bon Voeux, a saison from Brasserie Dupont. At 9.5%, it also was very drinkable. Besides the amazing beer selection at The Publick House, they also serve great food. So, we played a game of Scrabble (I won 296-251), and had some dinner.
We finished up the night at a bar a few doors down from the hotel. Bukowski’s is recommended by the Dropkick Murphy’s as a “must drink in” bar, so we decided to check it out. We were a little unsure, though, so Chris tried to send me in first. It was a very cool place, with a great beer selection (even if they were charging $25 for a bottle of Lost Abbey’s Devotion). We had one beer each and were in bed by 10:30pm.
All rested and ready to go for the big day, we’re headed to the Black Rose for a traditional Irish breakfast. We’re not getting the earliest start this morning and I just hope that we can get in! This time of day will probably be our best chance, though!

As I have said many times, Merideth and I are creatures of habit, so when we go to Boston we usually end up at the same places year in and year out. It is not really a bad thing because we hang out at some pretty cool places and drink great beer. Also, in our defense, we kind of had to go to all the old haunts for our episode of One Pint at a Time.
Beer Works is one of those breweries that maybe does a few too many beers – I am not saying any are bad – but there some really gems in their lineup that I think get lost in the sheer number of beers. I particularly enjoy their Curley’s Irish Stout, Fenway Pale Ale and Beanpot Brown.
Our visit to Harpoon was the first evidence – well second if you count the long lines to get in the Black Rose at 4pm on Saturday – that things are going to be crazy this weekend. We walked upstairs to a packed tasting room; something we have never seen on the past 4 visits.
Then it was on to
It got to be 10am and Chris was jonesin’ for a beer. So, we headed to Cape Ann Brewing in Gloucester. They were very cool guys. Jeremy (on the left) may look familiar to some of you. He and his friends filmed “American Beer”. If you haven’t seen it, check it out. It documents this cross country beer trip they took. While at the brewery, we also met a nice guy named Nick who lives in Sacramento. He was very curious about how to get into beer journalism and asked us about it. Does that mean we really are beer journalists now?
For our third brewery of the day, we went to Portsmouth Brewing, which is the sister brewery of Smuttynose. We met an interesting woman at the Smuttynose tour, who we saw again at Portsmouth. Telling the story in print doesn’t do it justice. So, if you see us somewhere be sure to ask about the Portsmouth story. Suffice it to say that Chris took one for the team and I owe him big! We also planned a reunion with Chris’ cousin Kerrie with her husband Andy. We hadn’t seen her in years and I think Kerrie and I talked non-stop. Poor Andy must have been bored stiff as we all reminisced about high school! I guess Andy took one for the team…way to go Andy!
We have survived the January and February installments of the YiB as well as a few side trips, so now it is on to the third month; Boston for St. Patrick’s Day.
