"What does it take to be a champion ... ?"  

If the lady swallowed that many minnows I wonder how many the men's winner drank.

I spent many a Saturday morning sitting on their pool table drinking 7-Up and listening to the juke box when I was a child. My dad was a professional alcoholic and was occasionally in charge of my care, so of course the best place to bring a 5-year-old was the Amber Flow. If my rusty brain recalls correctly, it was Roby's in the 80s. I can't think of what is there right now, but it is a bar.

Funny, Roby's is where my father used to frequent when I was a small child. It is most definitely the Bedrock, now.

One more thing, as a youngster, the "Amber Flow" always made me think of, well, taking a leak.  I think they may have even had a sign that brought the effect home.  So it seemed an odd name for a bar.  

Today I realize that it was meant to signify the golden flowing nectar-of-the-Gods beer, Milwaukee's Best or whatever they had on tap there.  It wasn't until I was an adult reading/watching Michael Crichton's Jurassic Park that I realized it was an actual substance.  

Apparently it is a good name, hopefully, it's working for the folks up in Biwabik.

St. Patrick's Day, 1980. Quite a party


You kids would be surprised what we did in the 80s.