I wish I could claim 100% Irish blood, but sadly I can’t. Truly, I am a mutt. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t have a good time.
It was so encouraging to see my friends at Rock & Run Brewery dealing with a packed house on a Tuesday night. They’ve become quite the staple for the northern realm of the city.
A car bomb later Darco and I enjoyed the night with friends, laughs, and a few pints.
I have no complaints getting in touch with my family’s strange history.