Seventeen are in LA for two weeks. They will have ~42 meals. I’m excited that Josh can experience all the things that he’s missed while being in Korea. Let them visit all the mundane traditional American restaurants like Ihop and Inn n out. Take a trip to walmart just to make hot dogs in their hotel. Probably eat some damn good mexican food. I hope Josh takes them to all the big, common, chain places and also to the little “hidden treasures” he found over the years. I hope that he takes him to all his favorite places that he had to leave behind when he moved. I hope that, just for a while, they don’t feel like celebrities. And that Josh just feels like he’s back home. But this time he gets to share his old life with his brothers and bongbong.
On a night out, Minnesotans hope to get lucky at meat raffle
They sit at a table near the bar, the three farmer’s daughters and their boisterous friend, all of them single, in their 40s and 50s. With Johnny Cash on the jukebox, their cocktails before them, they’re ready for an action-packed Saturday night.
Sure, there are plenty of eligible men on hand up here in the Minnesota north woods — good-looking ones too, with summer tans, fishing caps and ready smiles — but these women are eyeing another quarry entirely.
Like a package of raw T-bone steaks, beef tips, thick bottom rounds, butterfly pork chops or a nice roast. In a pinch, they’ll take chicken breasts, ribs, sausage, bratwurst or, heck, even hamburger.
The women are among the crowd at Veterans of Foreign Wars Post 3839, home to a long-standing cultural practice that’s as much a part of this state’s identity as hockey, brutal winters and Lake Wobegon: the meat raffle.
Neat article by the LA Times about our love of meat raffles in Minnesota.