I took this picture last night, not in 1988, mind you. Just when I think the whole craft beer thing and spirits and cocktails education stuff I write about is kind of old hat, I go into bars like this one and realize that no one has any idea what the fuck they're doing. "Put that shit on the list." - the bar manager here, phoning it in.
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Seriously? No 'Gansett?
Sam Adams Light, but no regular. I hear ya on this one sista.
Looking at that train dude right now drinking his generic pinot grigio. asshole. is that drink like from a minor league baseball stadium?
ha. i don't get it, but i laughed anyway.
"drink list" not "drink like". explaining that. sorry.
That certainly makes more sense. Ha. No, just a basic ass tourist bar in Boston.
Where was this?
Christ, it's like Canada.
Tavern on the Wherever Square, right?
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