Boozy diehards flood LA pub for St Paddy’s blowout that spirals into all-day madness

Inside the iconic Irish dive, it was less “breakfast” and more “hold my pint.”

Early risers tucked into traditional fry-ups, washing them down with Irish coffee and cold beer like it was already last call.

By mid-morning, things were already teetering. By noon? Chaos.

The party exploded into the parking lot, where outdoors bars cranked nonstop, a live band battled a DJ for volume, and bagpipes wailed over a sea of green hats and day drinkers hanging on for dear life.

Rookies tried pacing themselves. Big mistake.

The historic haunt, famous for its Irish coffee and anything-goes St. Paddy’s energy, leaned all the way in, effectively daring patrons to keep up.

Most couldn’t. By late afternoon, the crowd was wobbling. Still, the taps kept flowing, and the diehards kept swinging.