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Green Donuts!

Friends,
Has society taken St. Patrick’s day a tad too far? What with the ubiquitous Walmart t-shirts boasting clever slogans like “I pinch back” or “Make St. Patrick’s day great again”, it’s gotten to a point where forgetting to wear green can make one feel as wanted as a frequent flyer with a Samsung galaxy note 7. Then there’s the green bowler hats, shamrocks galore, parades and let’s not forget green beer. Granted, I have yet to see any green light sets for sale, so perhaps that’s a sign we can take it further. In-fact there may be a whole segment of the market ready to be tapped with leprechaun projectors for your garage door, blarney castle-shaped green candy dispensers and gag snakes to freak-out that overly sensitive colleague. It is, after all, the American way –go big or go home, I say! I can see it now: fake red beards, green feather boas, body paint kits with clover-shaped stencils and collector’s edition vinyl records with 20 different versions of Danny Boy. We can throw-in a Windstream sponsorship to boot (I think I’m not out of line for thinking our corporate colors have an affinity with the holiday). The possibilities are endless and we’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg. Bring it! Speaking of bringing it, I brought you a dozen St. Patrick’s day treats for your enjoyment. They may not be Irish, but several of the donuts have green toppings, so come grab one… or two.

Happy St. Patrick’s day!

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