Some of the best wings in the downtown, elsewhere in Hudson, North Hudson, Houlton, and your side hustle happenings, to boot

Barkers wings, and more, and this could give wings to prom-like tunes, and Bud and Billy in Burkhardt

— Only Barkers (or on very rare occasion San Pedro, faves cited by my source I met at a St. Paul bar, who didn’t know they were of the same ownership), had only once (upon) a food, anything there other than their himself-described, best-ever wings, which he orders frequently. Just the right level of crispyness, he says, never soggy. In fact, as we talked, he said he was just at Barker’s the day before. And to give that type of food offering more wings, there is a wings challenge for who has the best ones going on at a number of taverns in both Hudson, North Hudson and Houlton for the next few weeks. You can enter for $25 and sample this type of food at six different venues, over and above Barker’s.
— A sign at Shooter’s in River Falls bills this as a prom musical event worthy of the ’70s, ’80s and ’90s, featuring DJ Logan and running around the time frame in which you’d typically see the grand march and thereafter, going on at the tavern this weekend. And across the street at Mel’s Downtowner, who can keep toasty until spring fully hits on their patio that’s been open for over two years. Under the great big awning connected by a door to the main tavern, there is a long bar rail and seating, and has been installed this winter several large doors that fold up and down like you would have in front of your garage. No matter what the weather you can be essentially outdoors. There also are tables on the patio between the awning area described and the wall of the building to the north.
— Dilly, Dilly, buy a Bud (I assume this venue is one of the those who do serve it, and that’;s not universal) and go see Bigly. That’s the band that is bringing their classic sounds to the Willow River Saloon on Saturday evening, March 23.

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