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— Paddy Ryan’s Irish Pub, at 709 Rodeo Circle in the town of Hudson, will do many things on St. Patrick’s Day in a way they only feature on this occasion, involving reasonably priced food and song, Irish whiskey and seating arrangements.
A corned beef and cabbage dinner will be offered all day on Sunday, with potatos and carrots included and of course, plenty of cabbage, all for only $12.
Shots of Kilbeggan Irish Whiskey will go for $3 to make that dinner more festive.
The O’Brien’s, a vocal group from Hudson, will perform from 1:30-4 p.m., and likely give their sets an Irish twist.
The day has a limited menu, which is tweaked for the holiday, said Mike Fassino, who is co-owner with his wife, Connie. “We’ll have everything that’s good in Irish food,” Mike said.
This is the only day of the year where they don’t take reservations, he said.
— In the name of Paint the Town Black, as in Guinness draught, the North Hudson Pub Crawl will start at noon on St. Patrick’s Day. There will be $3 tall taps and corn beef and cabbage all day long, at one of the featured stops, as patrons won’t have to choose which place to visit if on a limited schedule — they can hit them all! Word has it that the appeal of this pub crawl comes from getting that chance to go places you might not typically patronize, and pick up some new friends along the way, as sponsors such as Kozy Korner say that the event might start with 40 people, then balloon to 50 or more as the stops being made continue.
— Guv’s Place in Houlton is having of all things a doubles dart tournament for St. Patrick’s Day, on Saturday actually, with signup at 2 p.m., shooting starting at 3, and a “luck of the draw” format; is that anything like “luck of the Irish?” There will be $500 added cash, which is kind of like the pot at the end of the rainbow. Entry fee is $15 per person. Dozens of green hats are hung from the ceiling, some traditional but also even baseball hats. I asked bartender Patty if she has pulled this shift, since it would seem to be her holiday? She initially just shrugged at my attempt at humor.

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