St. Patrick's Day is the greenest, most wonderful day of the year, a day we celebrate free-flowing liquor, drunken shenanigans, lightly disguised alcoholism, and the snogging of random strangers just because they claim Gaelic ancestry. OK, so St. Paddy's special day isn't until later this month, but I just couldn't fucking wait. So I hit up an Irish pub nestled deep in the heart of Boca Raton. At Holloway's, every day is as booze-drenched and overflowing with Irish pride as St. Patrick's itself. Or, at least, it'll tide me over... More >>>