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The day trip to Philanders might be just what you need, just starting with a long and close to unlimited domestic beer special for happy hour, then moving onto food that is a main pride of of Prescott. Take notice Twin Citians.

Need a break? Need a day trip? Head to Prescott in western Wisconsin, where at Philanders they know their beer and even if coming from Minneapolis-St. Paul, it’s worth much more than the cost of trekking, with their cheap rates that include award-winning food.
Aren’t these things that a road trip is all about? And if you stay for the night shift at Philanders, you’re covered until 2 a.m. or a half-hour later on weekends, for Twin Citians used to cumbersome closing constraints.
In their extended seven-hour happy hour, there is a long list of big domestic beers offered at a price seldom seen anywhere. And unlike most places that hawk a beer brand or two during that in-their-cases-limited time, you have many more choices at Philanders that go beyond Miller Lite and Coors, although they have those also, during the happy hour special on domestics that runs from a great 11 a.m. start until 6 p.m. Now that’s the capper on a day trip.
But you need food too. Their famous, for reasons cited, jumbo wings have won multiple awards for their size and flavorful, juicy taste. Each piece comes tossed in a Cajun ranch dry rub with just the right amount of kick. These again, famous wings have been voted people’s choice as the best in multiple local wing and brew competitions.
The special avocado burger is another award winner, voted the best burger through the Prescott Chamber of Commerce Burger Battle competition. There is also a new such creation each month. A half-pounder can be under $10, and Philanders has, regularly, chicken as an option to your burger. And oh, you can order up to six cheeses to go with.
Philanders has award winning slow-cooked and finished-on-the-grill BBQ ribs. They’re voted the people’s choice, another time around for that distinction, for the best ribs in town at the Prescott Daze rib fest hosted by Churchill Liquors, and you might want to check them out also.
Atlantic salmon in all seasoned ways is a favorite here. It can be honey cured and hickory smoked, cooked and then pan seared with avocado salsa and a drizzle of habanero, or grilled and made a bit crispy. Creamy horseradish is there for you as well, sometimes in a recipe dressed up with cranberry.

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