Jamie Reidy shares his friends’ annual Good Friday Tradition: a bar crawl to determine the Son of God’s adult beverage of choice.
Warning: Laughing at any of the following may cause eternal damnation.
I wish I’d thought of the idea. My mother is thankful I did not. But my friends in northern New Jersey ask an Easter weekend question that I find sinfully hilarious: What Would Jesus Drink?
The normal response is “wine.” But as the cock cock crows, Guinness, Smithwick’s, and Ketel One get votes.
My friend Maureen started this trek and is the engine that keeps it going. (Everybody appreciates her efforts, but, between you and me, there are grumblings that she’s made a martyr of herself over it.)
Here is this year’s “rally the masses” email, followed by some choice responses:
Christ, it’s that time again. Let’s just get to the crux of the matter: we have to try to figure out where Jesus would drink on Good Friday if he hadn’t been hung up at work, so to speak.
Now in the past we’ve gone to the White Horse Tavern, which is always fun, but some people have suggested going to Stone Street. To avoid having splinter groups (heh heh), maybe we can agree on a place. Mike Maxson thought Stone street would be full of Wall Street idiots on Good Friday, but someone else mentioned that it might be dead as a tomb. I will go with whatever the group decides.
Let me know if our paths will cross on Good Friday!
PS – If I have forsaken anyone please let me know.
Thanks for being a lamb and nailing down this itinerary. I know location was a thorny issue, but we all have our crosses to bear.
Still resurrecting the bad jokes…
I’m happy to make any sacrifice I can for my friends…
They better have Judas Priest on the jukebox this year.
Photo by: jessicamelling