Of taverns and pull tabs
Before I moved to Washington state, I thought pull tabs were these things you yank off of a soda or beer can (back before some of you were born!). In WA state's pub vernacular, the two words take on a whole new meaning pertaining to gambling for paupers. For a mere fifty cents one can enjoy a little rip-strip surprise that reveals a small jackpot or loss icons of "fruit salad."
My first time experiencing this phenomenon was at Green Lantern Inn on the Washington coast. Our group of work colleagues tore open a total of $350 in a single night, keeping only a portion of it as we kept rolling it back in to more tabs, effectively driving the barmaids crazy.
Just last week, the future in laws were in town. We had time to kill post-oyster shucking/harvesting at hood canal, waiting for the Southworth boat so we stopped into the Blue Goose tavern along South Kitsap's waterfront (Retsil) and engaged in this cracker-like art again. We were out $40 (Lucas') until the very last strip revealed a win of $118, pulled by my future mom in law, Farah. Twas awesome.