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Enter into this three-day, now-summer weekend by having a just-the-right-amount of fruity drink(s), and as far as also getting Lucky at poker, let the chips fall as they may

Feeling Lucky? We have poker night at a new venue and also a “band face” that a mom or grandma could love, but not only them:
— The poker night torch has been passed from the Village Inn, which had it for several months ending about a year ago and attracting lots of shall we say “spirited” Twin Citians, to a place on the other end of North Hudson, the Mallalieu Inn, which now has this going every Tuesday evening.
— At the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt this weekend, there are two bands that you have to take at face value. There is RadioFace on Friday evening, May 25, and The Chubs on Saturday evening. And this is not the thing your grandma used to do when she’d take that face and pinch the chubby cheeks, and say how cute they are, as these guys rock.
— This being Memorial Day, one of the biggest liquor selling weekends of the year and the gateway to the summer selling season, the recently opened Lucky’s Wine and More near Plaza 94, one of their three local locations, is marking the occasion with a big sale with scores of the lowest legal prices on all your favorites. They also offer a 10 percent off sale on a number of products. And on Saturday from 1:30 to 3:30 p.m. there will be a tasting with a popular national hard seltzer brand, White Claw, that is known for several fruit-infused flavors, with just the right amount of fruitiness to make it tasty but not too tart. The people at Lucky’s also invite you to stop in and try out their selection of local wines, liquors and beers, and it all runs through June 3.
— Since they’re offered at Johnnie’s in River Falls, manage to make it to Moscow Mule Mondays, and get money off in the amount of $1.
— If you can peel away from the venues with less value for fruit, squeeze away to places where that is prized, and get a Bud Lite beer complete with (in what’s an original) orange peels for a different citrus taste, building on their rolling out of their lime infused product.
— The Surly Coffee Bender is part coffee and part oatmeal brown ale. So the idea is to go on a bender by toasting more than one or two, then curing that hangover with some great java and its caffeine. Could be like is said of many coffee-beer combos, simply magical. Or, if the bender part is taken too far, it might be practically “cowboy coffee.” Head to downtown River Falls, north side of the main trail, and see how far you can push this beer and its dark foamy head.

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