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Archaeologists are not unlike truckers. Exploring Minnesota and Wisconsin's oddities, scenery, culture, back roads, and eateries helps keep me sane.

07 June 2010

I Like the (Spooner) Night Life, Baby!

Foxxy's Bar and Grill

A trip to the Northwoods is not complete without dinner at a supper club. It's Wisconsin tradition! Trying to explain what a supper club is to non-Wisconsinites, I've come up with the following criteria: Friday night fish fry, broasted chicken, and prime rib specials; a salad bar (usually); a lounge just off the restaurant; a rural county road location; a pre-meal packaged bread stick and cracker basket with cheese spread; retro interior; and a tradition of serving food for at least 30 years. Foxxy's had all of the criteria, minus a salad bar on Thursday nights, but they made up for it with a $15.95 steak and shrimp dinner. The view over the lake was outstanding. The waitress said a black bear cub had been eating out of the bird feeders that week, and we waited patiently for it to appear, but no luck. Next time, bear cub, next time...


Big Dick's Buckhorn Inn

Northwoods bars sure love their taxidermy, and Big Dick's is no exception! Check out the freaky two-headed calf! Besides taxidermy, they have all sorts of odds in ends in little shadow boxes along the wall. A lizard knife holder, antiques, military paraphernalia, you name it. Of course, lots of t-shirts, etc., are for sale (Hot Chicks Like Big Dick's! and Good to the Last Swallow!). As if that's not enough entertainment, they have a punching bag bar game, where you feed it dollars so you can prove your manliness by punching the bag and racking up points. One man must have put over $10 in. He was close to the record, but no cigar!


The Stone Pony

Formally the home of the Corral Bar, the Stone Pony is supposedly haunted. We saw the skulls and newspaper article outside and had to have a drink. It wasn't really what we expected on the inside, but it still had a dark energy! The place is now a metal bar, owned by a local tattoo artist. The bartenders were super friendly and entertaining. We honed in on a masking tape penis tucked behind the bar, and the bartender relayed the hilarious story behind it's creation. After the bar was purchased by the new owners, the masking tape penis appeared hanging by fishing line from the sign outside of the bar. Locals got offended and called in the Spooner police. The owner was called in, and the police seemed pissed that he didn't know anything about it. A crowd gathered around the ruckus. Someone went up to cut down the penis. It fell to the pavement and a surprise filling of Barbasol spurted out of the tip, onto a cop's shoes. This was hilarious to everyone except said cop. The owner later found out that it was a friend who pulled the prank on the sly. Why? To prove that they were bigger than Big Dick!

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