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At the Eagles Club in Seward. And then Black Rainbow in Shakopee.
Look it up, it’s on the internet!
Tonight, the Twin Cities Fish Fry Club is expanding its horizons in a quest for an authentic Wisconsin supper club experience. So our destination: Bob’s Sports Club in Hudson, Wisconsin. We’ll leave around 4:30.
We’re two weeks into fish fry season, and we have yet to win anything at the traditional post-fish gambling activities. This GIF illustrates how we spent the half-hour digestive period at the Mendota VFW. It’s only a few seconds long, but extrapolate over 30 minutes and you’ll see just how much pull-tab losing was done. Still, look how much fun everyone’s having!
Tonight: We march on Mendota’s VFW, eat their fish and their broasted chicken, and ferret out their winning pull-tabs. And (hopefully) drink some beer. They have beer, right?
The Twin Cities Fish Fry Club inaugurated the 2012 fried-fish season as they tend to do: By visiting Saint Albert the Great in the lovely (although street-parking-unfriendly) neighborhood of Seward in south Minneapolis.
THE GOOD:
-The fish. It was tilapia, which the guy selling raffle tickets over the microphone wasn’t shy about reminding us. (He was also pushing the musical entertainment pretty hard, at one point calling it “Jazz in the chapel,” and later adjusting the billing to “showtunes in the church,” at which point we were plenty intrigued and impressed with St. Al’s willingness up up their fish fry game every year. Alas, we missed the jazzy showtunes in favor of of the bingo. But more on that in a second.) The fried was especially crispy. I didn’t try the baked, because it’s not a fucking fish bake. And that’s how I really feel.
- The spaghetti. I also didn’t get this (see above). But Danielle and Claudia did and they both seemed to enjoy it.
- The desserts. As usual, St. Al’s dessert table made the trip worth it. Homemade pumpkin pie, some kind of cream pie thing, brownies, cookies… they had it all, and we repaid their culinary generosity by shemomedjamo’ing. (Look it up.)
- The bingo. It was a packed gym, with $70 jackpots whizzing by so fast I had to use both hands to keep my bingo cards current. (Lauren: You’re too slow to play bingo!) Danielle sat next to a guy with prosthetic ears, which was pretty cool. I wondered if he could hear, and Danielle pointed out that he was playing bingo, ya big dummy, of course he can hear. We closed down that bingo hall and even stayed for the final blackout round, which we had naysayed mercilessly until we were in the thick of it, and realized that a tight blackout round is as tense a sporting environment as you’ll find in a church gymnasium. Danielle was shaking and at one point, I think, forgot to blink for about three solid minutes.
THE BAD:
We didn’t win at bingo. Total bullshit.
THIS WEEK:
Where should we go? I propose somewhere in Northeast!
Fish Fry season kind of snuck up on us this year. But never fear! Tonight, we’ll be here.
Last night was maybe the craziest Fish Fry Club meeting ever. More to follow, but for now I need to make good on a promise to Criste that I would blog about her.
Gardy’s ready for Fish Fry! But where are we going? There are two trains of thought: 1) Back to a church, and Better) Somewhere that’s showing the Twins home opener, like the Chalet, except D) Kate wants to go there for some reason, but she’s not coming tonight. So what’s it gonna be you guys??
FISH FRY RECAP: Henry’s Cafe/Dave & Buster’s
Last week, my friends went to fish fry, but I didn’t. This is my recap what I assumed happened on their INTREPID EXPEDITION TO THE FISH FRY OF MAPLE GROVE
They arrive just in time to celebrate Taylor’s birthday. Awesome!
Pay attention, Lauren, it’s still Taylor’s birthday.
Oh no! One of the crew members was zapped by an energy ray and turned into a plated pile of sauce!
Sorry, it was just some kind of tartar in a bottle.
Hey crew, how’s it going? Good? That’s good.
The DeRushas! So this is where TV comes from.
Fauna
Flora
Hilarious
By this time, my friendly friends had made friends with the whole town of Maple Grove.
Which is good, because then the Maple Grovians let them play games at their secret underground games layer!
I’m with Danielle
We’re going to Henry’s Cafe in Maple Grove tonight for All You Can Eat Alaskan Pollack! 6 pm.
Henry’s Cafe
9691-63rd Ave N.
Maple Grove, MN
55369And then we’re going to Dave & Buster’s to play Skee-Ball.
