On day two of our Seattle beer excursion, we all woke up a little worse for wear. The highlight of the morning involved Erik realizing he did not bring enough clothes and running to the store to buy new pants. After a rejuvenating greasy breakfast, we headed for Safeco field to buy some Mariners tickets for a future trip. There we found Pyramid Alehouse and what choice did we have but to stop in? I can’t say I felt like drinking more beer and I don’t think anyone else did either. That didn’t stop us from ordering their tasting rack of five sample size glasses. I found their beer enjoyable (a feat that morning), but not overly interesting. I think their wheat beers would make great summer sippers.
We next visited Bottleworks, a beer store of which there is no comparison in Vancouver. Brewery Creek is great and I love it, but they have to deal with our pesky socialist liquor system. Bottleworks has many great beers that I just can’t get here. When I first walked in from the sunshine, I found the store so contrastingly dim that I couldn’t see. While walking into shelves, I realized that Bottleworks was protecting their beers from harmful light. Good on them. I wish I could have stayed there for hours, but the wives were getting anxious for the Seattle Premium Outlets (worst place on earth). I ended up leaving with:
I can’t wait to drink them. Pictures of our excursion below:
The bar and my stupid face at Pyramid
The recovered Wolfes at Pyramid
The Chandler Family, downright chipper
The tasters all lined up
A fridge at Bottleworks
Holly shopping at Bottleworks, way better than the stupid outlets
Making our selections
Most of Bottleworks
I’ve got back to back weekends coming up that involve beer travel and I am pretty excited about them.
This Saturday, Erik, guest contributor Peter, and I are heading down to Seattle for the Washington Cask Beer Festival. Their mouth watering lineup includes sixty one-of-a-kind beers brewed by thirty seven of Washington State’s illustrious brewers. My obsessive compulsive nature has me wanting to try each one. I am pretty sure this won’t be possible (or healthy), but we are staying the night, so I won’t be holding back. We are also going to eat at a few brewpubs and are planning a stop at Bottleworks, where I hope to find some rare gems. Because I don’t get down to Seattle much, I am really looking forward to this. Erik and I will definitely be writing about our upcoming adventure.
The following weekend, I and twelve of my friends are heading to Victoria for guest contributor Dave‘s stag. Having already done my homework, I booked us at Swans Hotel and we’ll definitely be visiting Canoe Club and Spinnakers also. A good portion of us are beer enthusiasts, but we’ll all be sampling the fresh and tasty wares of Victoria’s finest brewpubs before we paint the town red. We have rounds of golf at Cordova Bay and Olympic View booked and secured a hot dog suit for the weekend. This is as close to heaven on earth as it gets for me. Friends, beer, golf, and a hot dog suit, what more could a man want?