raffled

There was a meat raffle at the Robin Room yesterday evening, so we made sure our heinies were perched on a couple of their bar stools at about quarter to five, stacked a pile of singles on the bar and prepared to win some fine cuts of fresh pork.

Here’s how it worked: A dollar or two would buy each of us a number painted on a wooden paddle. There was a big number wheel hanging behind the bar, and when they spin it, you try to get it to stop on your number by tapping your paddle against the edge of the bar. It never worked for me, but I can’t tell you why. Many other people got it to work for them, and they weren’t doing weren’t doing it any differently that I could tell. B couldn’t get it to work for her, either, and we both left empty-handed after about an hour and a half. Still, great fun.