These Seasons are not in the Abyss, as you can exercise your free will and get free or low-cost drinks all around

The exit polls are clear, if you leave these places having drink samples and a ringing in your ears from bands, you can indeed be Kozy with the Seasons.
— Coming up at Seasons Tavern in North Hudson, where sometimes less is more. In that vein, on Saturday, Nov. 10 there is a special where small plates — the latest big thing around town — are specialty offered, but wait there is more. There are Twin Cities-based Summit beer samples, (would that be Hudson west?), with a half-dozen or more such opportunities.
— Seen on the Kozy Korner sign in the village (I just have to reference it once again) even after the polls were well closed, on Wednesday, when the message was still there: If you voted, come in and get a free drink for doing your civic duty, but get on it. You could take that more than one way. And can you plead your case for a later, subsequent low-cost drinks if you did an absentee ballot?
— And then at Dick’s there is the house-brand, Lucky Dog based customer appreciation day (or night) on Saturday, where there are for-a-pittance-if-anything samples, or a buck or so off actual Lucky Dogs brews, as the mainstay of the drink specials, and solidified pudding-style shots to boot. And don’t forget to get there early, as from 6-9 p.m. you can be lucky enough to catch the musical strains of Jawsy, whose lead singer Amanda has long been a mainstay at this bar, both as a bartender and songstress.
— Not to go far afield — hey HudsonWiNightlife gets around, and not just western Wisconsin — but at the Mermaid in St. Paul, they have a long list of comprehensive Miller Beer from Milwaukee specials, even if the home-team Vikings are the team playing on a given day and time, not the home-grown Wisconsin brew. Think drink specials, contests, and even beer baskets.  And this goes ditto for the similar beer offerings in Bayport at Woody’s and Not Justa Bar in the next block over, as Miller takes the cake there too. After all they are on the right (or wrong depending on how you view it) side of the St. Croix River.

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