All St. Patty'd out...

Saturday we celebrated St. Patty's Day in Bmore. What does St. Patty's mean to me? ...absolutely nothing besides the fact that it's an excuse to dress in head2toe green–I don't even drink beer, but if ya can't beat'em join'em... We started with a lovely brunch at my neighbors house stocked with every breakfast treat imaginable and mimosa's–yumm! After a quick stop to Fed Hill, we made our way to the mayhem that encompasses the Canton Square. It was the usual bar hopp, with a detour to the corner Quizno's (yes, Quizno's), where we encountered these adorable lil entrepreneur's trying to make a buck off of the emerald-clad drunkards–way to go Ladies!

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