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Out With The Gang

As a drinker on a budget, I have to make choices: I can’t try every beer, I can’t go out every night. It’s better for not only my personal health, but the health of my economic well being. I’m sure everyone understands.

Which is how I found myself at the Produce Row cafe for today’s blogpost, instead of out at a place closer to home: the gang was meeting up to play Magic and I could do afford one or the other but not both.

But it’s alright. I got to have a couple 10 Barrel Sinistor black ales (because they were priced to sell) and a very nice Hop Venom from Boneyard. I favor the Hop Venom over the Sinistor but that’s how I roll. Black ales are a tougher sell for me, though I couldn’t find any real flaw with 10 Barrel’s.

When it was all done, I had spent a few hours with friends and sometimes that’s better than writing.

Not always, but given the choices I get to make, I imagine this won’t be the last time I recall a muggy day in Portland with friends over sitting at a strange bar alone.

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I’ll have whatever you say #7

10 barrel ale10 barrel sinistor black ale is the selection I am drinking tonight. The man who informs me of his choice quietly finishes his fries and slightly turns away from me, reading a woodworking magazine, which is just fine: I am tired and worn out. He’s got rental apps in front of him and don’t know if he’s coming or going but while I’m playing Sherlock to this mans life I don’t quite have it in me to be friendly. A failing tonight.

The hophouse is tiny and despite being empty now it is very easy to imagine it as bustling and upbeat.

The sinistor ale is solid. A nice blend of porter flavors with a hop bitterness twist at the end  instead of coffee. There is also a carbonation at the end that clears everything away and that helps keep the coffee bitterness from lingering.

I am pleasantly undisturbed and I want to come back another day. The prices are fair, the food looks good and there’s a cute woman with glasses and knee high boots serving beer. What more do you want?