It's always fun to get something for free. It's especially so when the something free comes completely unexpected.
I'm not exactly what you would call a football fan. I didn't even know who was playing in the Superbowl until 3 o'clock and, even then, I referred to the teams as the "red team" and the "yellow team" all afternoon.
(I am, however, a big Superbowl commercial fan. I loved, loved, loved the Pepsi Refresh Anthem with Bob Dylan and Will.i.am.)
So, we sat in Rogue for four hours, ordering appetizers and garden burgers and lots of Rogue ale. We had nachos, artichoke dip, Irish fries, and bowls of Beer Cheese soup. I don't even want to think about the number of calories we consumed. Even when we were completely stuffed in the last quarter, we ordered just one more big plate of fries. And polished the whole thing off.
We had a fabulous time--Amanda and I chatted while Will and Anthony watched the game. Will spent a good portion of the second half of the game out of his seat, either cheering a good play or cursing a referee's bad call (both with much enthusiasm and dramatic arm gesturing).
At the end of the evening, when the Steelers had won the 43rd Superbowl and we were sufficiently stuffed and tipsy, the Rogue staff informed us that we had been selected as their Economic Bailout Party. Apparently, Rogue is running a promotion--one that we knew nothing about--where one party each night is selected to be "bailed out." Rogue bailed us out of our bill! Everything we had ordered, from the piles of fries to the pints of beer, were on the house.
They snapped our photo and sent us on our way, our wallets (and our bellies!) a tiny bit fatter than anticipated.