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Out and about again

While in Seattle last, I asked where I should go to meet someone for a pint and I was told to check out Naked City Brewing. Got there right after they opened at four and I’m glad we arrived early. The place didn’t get crowded but a steady stream of customers arrived quickly and I could tell that this was a spot that could get hopping in the evenings.

I tried the Amarillo by Morning and the Pompatus of Love, the former a single hop IPA, the latter a peach saison and I liked them both.

The Amarillo by Morning had the ‘flaw’ that I’d noticed in the singletons I’d made recently; nothing very subtle about the beer. The hops came right up, smacked me in the mouth and said; yeah, I’m alone; whatcha gonna do about it? It was a lighter ale, so I think the hop element was bound to be front and center and there wasn’t much counterbalance to the beer. A good ale but one I wanted some accompaniment with- food would have been fine too- just so I could appreciate any nuances (if any) about the Amarillo by Morning.

The Pompatus of Love was a nice spin on the Saison style. The peach sweetness helped take the edge off the dryness of the beer and I think I would’ve had another, if I hadn’t been in a hurry to try as many beers as I could.

On top of this, it was happy hour-each of us ordered three drinks (though after my first pint I switched to schooners and so did my companions) and one pretzel was ordered but for three people we got out of there for under $25. I’d consider recommending Naked City just because of that-but with tasty beer and some good vittles? I’m going back next time. And you can’t stop me.

On the way home, I met up with Fuz at a Tacoma joint called The Spar. Good place; nice view of the water and the home made chips are just outstanding. Especially with a little garlic sauce.

While there I tried Maritime’s Imperial Pale Ale, and I have to say; I wasn’t enamored. It wasn’t bad but I couldn’t get into it either. It may be that I just wasn’t ready for an imperial before eating lunch. They have a brewery in Seattle proper so I’ll have to swing by and give them a shot.

Dear Seattle

PAX was lovely. New games, new people, late nights; the experience was mostly good.


To the Taphouse Grill: you cannot insist that you are ‘Giving beer the respect it deserves’ and serve that beer to me in a pre-chilled glass. Especially if you want to charge me ten bucks for that beer.

To the Fox Sports Grill: dear god why are you putting mozzarella cheese on spaghetti and meatballs? The food was not good-though the beer I had was served proper.

To both places; I expect exact change. You do not get to take my coins. Yes, it was only .43 and .07 cents respectively but you stole from me. I was puzzled until that evening and then I just got angry.

Yes, it’s petty (theft) but you know what? If I was .50 short on my bill you wouldn’t let me just walk out. The principle of the thing wins out way more than the change.

So; I hope you enjoy not getting my business-or anyone I can tell-ever again.

To the Elysian; the beer was really good, as always. The Men’s Room Ale was a fine, malty amber that I will seek out when it is bottled. The Polecat Porter, a collaboration between the brewery and two homebrewers, was a little sweet for a porter but still very tasty. Keep it up.

One of my dining companions had an issue with his meal though…which wasn’t cool. Now, it’s on him for not mentioning it and so I don’t really fault you for that-most of us are human and things happen. I’m sure if he’d brought his issue to your attention it would’ve been taken care of, because staff there is awesome.

Finally, to the Blarney Stone; don’t change. The food was fairly priced, the beer was fairly priced. It was as I would have expected.

theobroma aleAs far as beer highlights of the trip go: Dogfish Head’s Theobroma. Fuz and I split some as we played games visiting Sean. Apparently it’s based on the chemical analysis of pottery fragments found in Honduras.

Science. It works, bitches.

Because this beer was sweet, tasty and refreshing. I can absolutely see it being drank is copious amounts in the jungles of Latin America. Not precisely beer as we know it today but who cares?