St. Patrick. What a guy! Drove all the snakes out of Ireland. In light of this lofty accomplishment, way back in 5th Century AD, we’re going to gather on the Square and raise a ruckus, sing some songs and enjoy a beverage or two at Ploughman Cider Taproom! How fitting! Our patron Saint, Charles Darwin, had an affinity for a good, irreverent and occasionally bawdy pub tune. Not many people know that… but Chuck got down like that. As a result, expect a few of those sprinkled in. Maybe some Maritime Content ™ from his time on the H.M.S. Beagle. Regardless, it’s gonna be a throw down. Ya don’t have to wear green… but it wouldn’t hurt nothing.