Saturday the 17th of March was St. Patrick’s Day and we were in the right place at the right time.
Mike and Melissa on s/v Tortue spend every winter here in Mazatlán. They have made a tradition of hosting a St. Paddy’s Day feast on the dock for the local cruisers. Mike’s a Brit and Melissa is Canadian so, even though they’re not Irish, they at least all share the same Queen Mum.
Bright and early on Saturday, Mike got the fire started under an enormous pot of water. It took hours to bring it to a boil.
Once the pot finally boiled, Mike dumped in I don’t even know how many pounds of corned beef brisket. The rest of us hung around, ate snacks, returned to our boats occasionally and just had a nice unproductive day. Eventually the meat was done. Here’s a photo of Mike showing off his meat. (Someone’s going to be very disappointed when they Google images of “showing off his meat” and land here).
When everything was done, we all lined up. Cruisers always bring their own plates and eating utensils to potlucks as boats generally only carry enough for a few people. Steve from s/v My Vice served up the meat and everyone helped themselves to the vegetables. And then, with a respectful nod to the Queen and the Irish flag, we dug in.
No photos were shot during the actual eating as that would be tough to do while balancing a plate on your lap and wielding a knife and fork. However, after everyone was sated and were just sitting around shooting the breeze, I managed to get a couple of shots.
So there you have it. St. Patrick’s Day at La Isla Marina in Mazatlán, Mexico. There were a few rough heads the next morning but I’m happy to say that Lulu’s and mine weren’t among them. It probably helps a lot to not care for whiskey.