From the Washington Post, “Sometimes referred to as the “housewife’s drinking game,” it’s a ritual that begins with a dozen women weathering the storm of child-rearing who have gathered around a kitchen island over seven-layer dip..” (Tonight, you can call me Seven Layer Dip).
“By 8:30 on a Friday night in January, five bottles of wine had been uncorked at Cindy Langan’s house, (I hope Cindy shows up tonight) and the ladies divided into tables of four to begin the game. Most of the time, bunco is LOUD, with foot-stomping, swearing, growling digs slung at under-performing partners and soprano-pitched cheers extolled to high rollers. When the minutes lag between rounds, one player inevitably hollers “RING THE BELL!” to restart the game.”
I’ll be the host at the American Cancer Society’s Bunko tournament tonight at the Downtown Tavern. I feel like I’m breaking all the Bunko rules because I don’t have any ovaries. Not even one. But if you do, and you want to bring the girls, registration starts at 6:00, rolling starts at 7:00. There’s a silent auction, and delicious food and live music. Registration is $20 and all the proceeds go to the American Cancer Society.
Call 512-5013 to reserve your spot now!
