The weekend is a sleeper to win it all.
Bacon goes well with so many things: eggs, lettuce and tomato sandwiches, hangovers... your mailbox. That’s right, we’re bringing you one of the most amazing services known to man—monthly bacon delivery—by hooking you up with two months of pork goodness for the price of one.
St. Pat’s has you focused on one thing: running 3.2 miles. So Saturday, you’ll head to Lovers and Greenville, where you’ll jog with runners dressed as leprechauns while volunteers line the course handing out water. (Also: beer.) There’s an after-party with live music, too—don’t forget to stretch.
If you end up braving the Saturday bar scene, we have two suggestions: 1) wear your green ascot, and 2) head to the Idle Rich. They’re putting a tent in their parking lot, where you’ll sample shepherd’s pie and wash it down with the Whiskey Folk Ramblers. (Yes, that’s a band.)
You’re selective about your brunch spots. Three Sheets gets this. So on Sunday, they’re serving a gratis brunch menu including omelets and chicken salad platters. Oh, and they’re pouring mimosas for a dollar. This is the equivalent of a brunch spot putting its number in your pocket.
Your Bracketology seminar: outlined. Gus Johnson: clearing his throat. The tournament: almost here. So Brackets is hosting a happy hour during the selection show, with drafts and pizzas for half off. If you ask nicely, maybe they’ll play “One Shining Moment” after you win at pong.
