Green River
One of the dorkier traditions we have in this city -- which is more often than not run by a dynatsy of Irish-American mayors -- is dyeing the river green on St. Patrick's Day. Rumor has it, the tradition was started by some city workers back in the 50's.
So about a week ago, I popped into a bar with some friends. I used to work there about a hundred years ago. The Jameson Publicity Ladies were passing out contest tickets and I filled one out.
Then they called me this week to tell me I was a semi-finalist to ride a boat on St. Patrick's Day and help dye the river green. Of course, because i didn't really care. The semi-finalist prize was 2 free hours of food and drink for me and 3 friends.
So Kwame and Jeremy and I went -- and then I was paraded with 6 other semi-finalists before the bar crowd to dye the water in a fish bowl. I was a bit buzzed and was called last -- lucky number 7. Everyone else's bowl turned red. Mine turned green.
I won. How bizarre.
6 comments:
Wow...isn't that a miracle of Biblical proportions, turning a river a different color? Congratulations!
Looking at the title, it brought back fond memories of a time gone by, for "Green River" was a name of one of my favorite sodas.
Joe,
It is a miracle of biblical proportions. I'll ask the family that does it how it works.
Pelmo,
Green River is my favorite soda, hence the title.
That is so cool! I'm jealous!!! I love dorky stuff.
Pelmo- You can still get Green River at Stan's hot dog stand on Archer Ave. and Lock Street in Bridgeport (also really good meatball subs).
Jen-That's awesome! Way better than being at the top of the actual water tower.
L&L: Yes...I'm pretty excited, in a dorky way.
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