What a way to go, Cinco …
— In case you haven’t noticed, several area establishments have elaborate Bloody Mary’s that are heavily accented with multiple pieces of many different vegetables and the like, but with that said, it all starts with the mix. And that’s where you come in. Dick’s Bar and Grill is asking their customers, and who would know better, to judge who has the best and most downright perfect Bloody Mary mix. Dick’s after all is known for its boating crowd who come in off the river and have a Bloody or two to celebrate the start of their day. The contest judging starts at 2 p.m. Sunday.
You too can celebrate Mexican Freedom with drink specials in various places on such standards as Corona, and also less publicized South of the Border brews.
— Coach’s in River Falls is one of several area venues that each week are offering partly online trivia nights with drink and prize giveaways. On a recent Wednesday night a deejay was emceeing a contest between two competing teams that had a Family Fued theme, and the activity was chaotic, fun and nonstop high energy. On other nights it’s more cerebral, with Jeopardy being mimicked. One of the individual winners received a Packer sweatshirt, but she considered declining acceptance, saying it featured the team from the wrong side of the river.
Also holding Wednesday night online trivia is Hefty’s Roadhouse in Bayport. On Sunday night at Emma’s in River Falls is 90-minute, four-team-member, 25-question “live” trivia offering with a “quizmaster.” Also, the Corner Saloon in River Falls formerly had trivia on Thursdays. Contact the bars for more scheduling details.
— Sure to be having return engagements at Dick’s is singer-songwriter Marcus Lere, who filled the Wednesday bill and brought down the crowd late in April. He did justice to the complex vocals of some songs that aren’t often performed, such as What Is and What Should Never Be by Led Zeppelin, and Power of Love by Heuy Lewis and the News.

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