Whilst there we went to a what is known as a "brew pub" in the downtown district.
It was called Grizzly Peaks, although for some reason my carers kept referring to it as Gouty Pete's?
Here I am strolling through what I called "the forest of beer", trying to decide which *ahem* tree I should taste the fruit of!
This one is about right!
*hic!*
I don't know if the server was taking the mickey when he asked me if I'd like my beer in a longneck?
Back in the summer of 2008 I was stuffed into a blisterpack and abandoned in Section 421 at the Great American Ballpark in Cincinnati.
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