Philadelphia-based startup Everything Clicks helps businesses and brands connect with their customers and fans via social media. And for Saint Patrick’s Day as well as the Saturdays of Erin Express they took a deep look at social data to see what Philadelphians were getting into. The company analyzed over 475 million data points to find out where people were drinking, what they were eating and where people were checking in.
This is your public service announcement that the Erin Express is in town this weekend. There are actually two bus-based bar crawls these days. The Running of the Micks hits bars in and around the Piazza, practically making the buses unnecessary but there is also a stop on the loop at the Philadelphia Museum of Art so participants can
pause to consider the Art of Kano, the most enduring and influential school of painting in Japanese history run up the Rocky Steps. The web site for the Running of the Micks is http://www.erinexpress.com/ which must really get the goat of the other bus crawl, the Erin Express.
On Friday, November 28th, Fergie’s Pub will officially be 20-years old and the bar is celebrating all weekend. The fun starts tonight with Live Band Karaoke featuring The Satellite Hearts.
The festivities continue on Friday, Friday November 28th with “Hank’s Cadillac Happy Hour” at 6 p.m. and followed by Brown Sugar, an all black Rolling Stone cover band at 10.30.
On Saturday, there will be traditional Irish music at 4 p.m., “Infinite Quest Happy Hour” at 7 and Sylvia Platypus’ CD Release Party at 10 p.m. Sunday will feature John Byrne’s Irish Ballad Session at 4:30 p.m., Honorable Mention – Comedy Open Mic upstairs at 8 p.m. and Rusty Cadillac downstairs at 9.
In the name of all that is good and holy in this world, please do not order an Irish Car Bomb this weekend.
For the uninitiated, an Irish Car Bomb is a drink made up of Guinness Stout, Bailey’s Irish Cream and Jameson’s Whiskey. The whiskey and cream are poured into a shot glass, then dropped (liked a bomb) into the pint glass of Stout.
It must be chugged quickly, otherwise the concoction will curdle. It tastes the same coming back up your throat as it does going down, so it’s like getting two drinks (or six) for the price of one. It’s very popular with the post-collegiate Erin Express crowd, right around this time of year. They also like to scream after each drink like it was their first drink, ever.
If you’re the kind of person who gets a hankering for Irish food and a proper pint, St. Declan’s Well, a University City newcomer (from the people behind Bridgewater Pub) offers both. The menu is made up of bar food like Texas nachos (hey, it’s a college campus) and Irish staples—the latter being St. Declan’s stronger suit. The pub steak, shepherd’s pie and bangers-and-mash were all big hits on my early visit, and with these prices—entrées range from $11 to $18—they’re not going to have any problem getting butts in the seats.
St. Declan’s Well
3131 Walnut Street
Saint Declan’s Well opens tonight at 3131 Walnut Street. The Irish bar is situated at the base of the Left Bank building and will feature 19 macro, micro and imported beers on draft plus a full bar. The bar is open for lunch and dinner with weekend breakfast starting soon.
Saint Declan’s Well [Official Site]
The Left Bank apartment building on the Walnut Street bridge in University City is losing Tria Wine Room this week. But it looks like it will be getting Saint Declan’s Well. Billed as an Irish-American pub and restaurant, Saint Declan’s won’t replace Tria but rather Trophy Bikes, which has moved on to Northern Liberties.
No further details are available right now. We’ll keep you up to date though.
The Ranstead Room’s Irish coffee is brewed with La Colombe coffee, Jameson Irish Whiskey and topped with house-made whipped cream.
So it’s that time of year again. St. Patrick’s Day is right around the corner, and I, proud Mick-American that I am, will be spending it the same way I have for the past decade: locked up in my house, pretending to be German.
Or Italian. Or Vietnamese. Or whatever is required to assuage my weird guilt over not spending the day hanging out in one of Philadelphia’s hundred Irish-y pubs, drinking watery green-tinted Budweiser and getting arrested for assaulting a police horse.
Now, I have been known to enjoy a drink or two. Or seven. My natural habitat is the dim confines of a bar, my elbows up on the long oak, a pint at hand. I can remember happy St. Patrick’s Days past when I whiled away entire weekends in this manner, drinking my fill and laughing myself hoarse among friends and strangers.
But lately, St. Patrick’s Day has become a bit darker and a lot uglier. Always a drinker’s holiday, it’s morphed from a slightly debauched celebration of all things (vaguely) Irish to something more akin to a localized public disaster. When your holiday reflexively comes with a line item in the city budget for riot police, you know that something has gone very wrong.
Despite objections from the City Planning Commission, Northern Liberties Neighborhood Association and Philadelphians with Couth (we made that up, though we’d totally join), Finnigan’s Wake is indeed getting its rather humongous outdoor decks over Spring Garden Street thanks to City Council. But that’s not all! The bar is also annexing Bodine Street next door for a walkway.