For 45 years and counting, chicken and corn courtesy of Chris Kath at Willow cookout has been conducted

Nothing is as “country” as corn and chicken, and you don’t even need to know Waylon or Willy to dig in, as everyone with every different kind of taste is welcome:
— Feeding country music fans and many others for 45 years. That’s the duration of the annual chicken and corn feed at the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt that’s held again on Sunday, and some people have made it a point to pop in all of those years. “It’s a tradition … You know, it’s just good. It’s just chicken, but if depends a lot on the way its prepared,” said owner Chris, adding there is all-you-can-eat corn on the cob. So you might want to prepare to get there early, as there might be a crowd. The event typically gets going right before lunch, then goes on for a few hours until right before supper. All proceeds will benefit the St. Joseph Fire Department.
— It helps to have friends in (low) places on your scorecard. A bartender friend has another friend who is a dancer at The Seville gentlemen’s club, and she in turn has even more friends who are also co-workers. The bartender said that Mariah, (not my sister-in-law of the same name, heaven forbid), and her crew had made arrangements to be at a golf tournament in River Falls this weekend and grace this different kind of club with their presence. I asked, which golf club and is it a charitable event, or sponsored by your nightclub, but my bartender buddy had turned away to wait on someone else. So, if you want to do a little “research,” it might be worth your while to pop into a few golf courses, as there are only so many to be found in RF. On that note, it’s worth noting that the nightclub of his employ has featured the band Dog Leg Left. Do we see a theme here? — This is more than you can even fantasize about. Pick up a 2016 fantasy draft kit at Buffalo Wild Wings for a chance to “host” next year’s draft at NFL headquarters. Your entire draft “league” of friends gets a hotel stay and air transportation and party cash. And also a gazillion BDub bucks worth of wings. (Just kidding on that last one).

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