Just like going to the grocery store alone as a parent, sometimes you just have to go to a 21+ only establishment. Usually, I'm annoyed by a brewery that doesn't allow minors. I want to try their beer, but I am stuck with these adorable human spawn and therefore I probably wont see them for like another 18 years. The audacity! Don't they want my super well behaved, quiet, perfectly distracted kids at their brewery?! It's not like they run around the place, stare at people, dump all the board games out, and make me scream "knock it off" and "get back over here" for all the patrons to be startled by. NOT MY KIDS! Okay, maybe sometimes. So when you have a baby sitter, a mom minute alone, and dare I say it, a date night with your significant other, there is nothing better than going to a minor unfriendly place!
This week grandma was visiting. AKA the best damn babysitter ever! So mom and dad got away kid-less, twice! Structures Brewing has been open for at least 3 years here in Bellingham and I've never had the opportunity to actually go. But here's the problem with going to a 21+ establishment after the time warp of having kids.
You walk in feeling like:
Is it really that obvious I haven't done this in awhile? But if there is one thing that parenthood has taught me, is to give no f**ks what childless patrons think about me! They'll understand one day. So among the bachelor bro groups and blissful childless couples, we sat down at the barrel table by the roll up door.
I had the Lime Wit and my husband the saison. The Wit was okay, but I didn't taste the lime whatsoever until... yes T.M.I. time, I began to burp and burp a lot. Then I could taste lime... so yuck! Not my favorite. The hubs saison had a nice crisp bite and then rounded out, which was great until the dreaded burps started for him, too. Not sure what that was about.
The second childless experience was a few days later in Port Townsend on a Tuesday. As the warn out grandma and kiddos rested and napped in the van, we snuck off to the 21+ only tasting room and patio at Port Townsend Brewery. Inside the young local hipster beer crowd laughed merrily, while outside was the over 45, mostly old local guys and their dogs gathered for their daily catchup session. The lady bar tender looked a bit miffed when I ordered a Breakside Passionfruit Sour off the guest tap, but that's what you get when everything else is on the hoppy side. The Breakside was delicious. Hubs got the hazy IPA. It was pretty good, but could have been a bit hazier, in my, I don't really like IPAs opinion.
I loved sitting outside amongst the industrial building and dry docked boats of all sizes, including the touring tall ship the Hawaiian Chieftain. There is a whole in the wall , perfectly located, taco place across the street, too! A girl loves her tacos! Over all I felt a bit out of place being a tourist, but all the dog petting I got to do, helped immensely.
But the absolute best part was finding this shirt. It speaks to me on so many levels!
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