East Bay Street was a sea of green Saturday night, with everyone from green-tongued beer drinkers to a troupe of bagpipe-playing cops celebrating St. Patrick’s Day.

A line of plaid kilt-wearing partygoers snaked all the way down Church Street as they waited to get inside Tommy Condon’s. Wearing St. Patrick’s day appropriate T-shirts that read “you can’t drink all day unless you start in the morning,” the bartenders at Mac’s Place poured Irish car bombs as fast as they could. The booths were filled with leprechaun look-a-likes sipping on limited edition green Bud Light bottles, many of which were pocketed for souvenirs. Calhoun’s Calling played a rousing rendition of Britney Spears’ “Baby One More Time” as the crowd got their Irish jig on under a ceiling hung with Irish flags and sparkling four leaf clovers.

The party was a bit tamer at the Rooftop at Vendue Inn, where the bar had entirely run out of Jameson by 10:30 p.m., unprepared for the rowdy St. Patty’s crowd. Even with the car bombs deficit, green beads and green feather hats were sported by all taking in the street scene below their perch. Answering our desperate pleas, the bartender was able to wrangle up just enough Jameson to cap off the St. Patty’s celebration with an “Irish breakfast,” or pancake shot, combining the whiskey with butterscotch schnapps and a refreshing chaser of orange juice, a perfect top o’ the morning to ya laddie.