It seems like it always starts on a Tuesday. A fine lunch at O’Shucks with the usual nice folks and a couple bonuses showing up. There was an angry red cup over the porter, a sign that said, “you may not even have one.” Luckily keg was found in the back and things were made right in round two.
Someday I’d like to write a book, a guide really, of good bars around the country. Maybe around the world. No necessarily the best bars or even the nicest. I would like a guide of places to go for a good beer at a reasonable price without too much hassle. It would be useful to me.online casino