There’s a little party here in Manhattan every year called “Fake Patty’s.” It’s exactly that: Fake St Patrick’s day celebration. Since St Patty’s falls during Spring Break every year, the college kids are “robbed” of getting drunk on green beer. And that’s just plain unacceptable. So being the college-educated, problem solving people they are, they came up with the solution: let’s just pretend it’s St Patty’s and still get drunk on green beer. And so Fake Patty’s day came into being. And of course the bars didn’t object and hopped right on board!
Before you think, oh, that’s so cute, here’s the deal: it’s huge. 10 different police departments are involved from across the state. The bars bank. People fly in to attend. The party starts first thing in the morning, because, as one shirt we saw said “You can’t drink all day unless you start in the morning!”
But also, the Varsity Donut truck is open all day! Varsity has a stationary truck behind their store, but it doesn’t open until 10pm (it’s brilliant, feeding the people coming from the bars!) I’ve been asleep for an hour when it opens though, so we’ve only been once. But they serve a mac n cheese grilled cheese. Yep, as yummy as it sounds. AND HOT donuts. So that’s enough to lure us out to Fake Patty’s with our kids for lunch. (it’s not a family friendly event, but come on. Grilled mac n cheese.)
We swapped green beer for green donuts for the kids!
Here are our sandwiches!!
We walked around some; this was noon, and definitely drunk people, but at this point there were all just super happy! I’m not usually paranoid about keeping an eye on our kids, but I was this day! Ha!
There are tables set up selling shirts and beads, and huge $.50 suckers! Can you believe they were only $.50?!
Berkley was the only one to finish her’s
Stopped by these boys’ house…
…and some how my son ended up on the roof.
Living in a college town, our kids have had more exposure to alcohol and its effects than we ever did in elementary school. But honestly, it’s been good for them. Case in point: When we were walking to lunch at the food truck, I gave everyone a water bottle and said it was for their lunch. Brian proceeded to drink his whole bottle on the 2 min walk from the car to lunch so he didn’t have it for when he was eating. Berkley looked at me and said “Dad must be drunk, he’s not making very good choices.”
And SP’s prayer at night after this day: “Dear God, thank you for Fake St Patty’s day and thank you that none of us got drunk. Amen”