For years Pam and I would venture over to Tewksbury on a Saturday night to play a card game called SCAT (some may know the game by the name THIRTY ONE). We would sit there for hours, betting with our nickles, while swigging down the beer and munching on barbecue chips and a dip made from Lipton Onion Soup mix and Sour Cream. Being we were at Jay's, of course we used the Market Basket brand!
This night was no different. We still used nickles, same dip, same chips, and of course beer (though I drank water). We played four games this night, limiting our time because of the upcoming surgery Jerry is to have. It was a little painful trying to watch him play without wincing, so I tried to ease his pain by feeding him some good cards. No luck! No matter how hard I tried, they would be the wrong suit. He quickly fell to his honor in the first two games in a blink of an eye. And true to form, that Frenchman can last forever on his honor...well almost forever. He eventually bowed out, cursing me for giving him lousy cards. Pam and I took the Lemelin's to town, winning both games.
Game three saw Jerry moving his seat so he wasn't beside me. Didn't help. Pam smoked us all. The last game we up the ante to quarters, trying to give Jerry a chance to go for it all. Same result. He lost! But his wife came to the rescue and took the quarter pot.
We called it night, cleaned up, and headed out. The nice thing about playing this game is that nobody is really a loser. In fact, we're all winners. The conversation is priceless. It's amazing how much talk can occur, how much laughter is had, and yet little we remember what was said. That's the kind of talk this world needs more of!
Links: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thirty-one_(game)
http://www.hoovers.com/demoulas-super-markets/--ID__40123--/free-co-factsheet.xhtml
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