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Food I Ate Friday - The Bruery

The Bruery is a lovely little establishment in the Orange circle - or as the older generation calls it - the Plaza.  Bill and a few of his fantastic cousins and I went here on Saturday evening and were pleasantly surprised with this little joint.  They had wonderful presentation of the beers in small belgian style glasses on wooden racks to hold a sampler of five.  It smells fresh and is really open.  The prices range from $3-$8 for a flight and each one is different and unique moving from lighter to darker beers.



I know this is called "Food I Ate Friday," but I guess today should be "Stuff I Drank Friday" because the only thing I had here was a tiny $2 bowl of black and green olives.  However, I wanted to give this place recognition.  They really have something special going on, but it is hard to put your finger on.  It is just relaxing.  The beers and wine selection are both great and the descriptions for each beer on the menu are long and give you a really good background.  You can take most of what you taste to-go, and there are tons of things not available to taste you can take with you as well.

What a joy this place was, and with wonderful company.  If you like good beer and ambiance bring a few friends here, split some cheese and taste some fantastic brews!

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