It was a cold, rainy, winter morning in Portland today and after I was finished drinking coffee and letting my daughter socialize with other rugrats at
Posies, I decided to go on a quest to the west side. I have been looking for a particular beer, which will be reviewed once the arbitrary acceptable drinking time comes to pass, and have not been able to locate it anywhere. Even the brewery itself has very limited hours for purchase. There was only one place in town I knew would have it in stock:
John's Market. Not only did they have every all-season release from this brewery, but also two seasonals. Welcome to heaven on earth:
As I crossed the Marquam Bridge the rain was coming down fucking sideways but miraculously by the time I reached John's Market the rain stopped, the clouds parted, and the sun started peaking through. This place is easy to find but difficult to happen upon. It is at the base of Multnomah Village right off I-5 which makes it convenient for me.
This is what you initially see when you enter the beer section. Pretty non-intimidating, right?
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There are actually more rows and coolers of beer bottles but those photos didn't come out very well. These pictures speak for themselves. This is no
neighborhood bottle shop,
supermarket, or average convenience store. This is the real fucking deal, bitches. Patronize it.
As I crossed the Marquam Bridge the rain was coming down fucking sideways but miraculously by the time I reached John's Market the rain stopped, the clouds parted, and the sun started peaking through. This place is easy to find but difficult to happen upon. It is at the base of Multnomah Village right off I-5 which makes it convenient for me.
This is what you initially see when you enter the beer section. Pretty non-intimidating, right?
More.
More.
More.
More.
There are actually more rows and coolers of beer bottles but those photos didn't come out very well. These pictures speak for themselves. This is no neighborhood bottle shop, supermarket, or average convenience store. This is the real fucking deal, bitches. Patronize it.
8 comments:
Did anything happen in your pants?
It definitely moved.
Dude, you never even said what beer you were looking for. Or even the brewery to make us guess.
I had two beers from Dunedin in Florida today. You will NEVER drink them!
But yes, I am jealous anyway.
Why is your CAPTCHA making me type mast shit?
You will find out soon enough!
Dunedin, huh? I took a little look-see online...did you get the Apricot Wheat or the Razzbeery Wheat? Fucking gross city, dude.
There was also a ginormous bottle of double bastard but it was like $80. It came with a lock and key. I took pics...if you want to see it shoot me an email.
Damn...I wish I'd known about this joint when I drove up to Eugene last Spring! This would have been worth an extra day to side-trip.
=^..^=
It would definitely be worth the extra 5 hrs round trip!
My girlfriend told me kids go there underage to buy booze... what were you REALLY doing there?
What the hell were you doing listening to your girlfriend? Dumbass.
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