Brewery Tasting Rooms, Gluttony and Friendship.

Michelle and I decided to check out  Eagle Rock Brewery’s tasting room for the first time. Yes, I know we’re way behind in our visits to breweries.

I have to say was little bit disappointed by the tasting room. It was filled with people, but I overheard by multiple people say that they didn’t even like beer as they sipped their glasses of water. I am all for people checking out and discovering beer, but I feel this is just an indication that craft beer is just the current cool thing to do and breweries the cool places to be, something that disappears after time.

Maybe it’s a Los Angeles thing. When you walk into The Bruery’s tasting room in Orange County you’ll find practically everyone wearing some brew festival shirt. The same reason people think Angelenos are bad sports fans is the same reason we’re so fickle about everything. We have so much going on that it would be a shame to stay focused on just one thing. I hope that’s the case, because I’ve grown too accustomed to drinking good beer to want to go back to drinking Lite beer, except when playing flip cup and beer pong.

After taking down a sampler flight and a couple guest bottles of beer, we decided food was in order, so we headed to The Oinkster.

The Oinkster Pastrami. Fantastic smoke flavor.

Chili Fries.

Oinkster is also known for its BBQ Pulled Pork Sandwich. This was a little bit dry for my liking, actually requiring the barbecue sauce. It was delicious though, including the Carolina style barbecue sauce.

While The Oinkster actually offers a pretty good selection of craft brews, we had had enough for the night. Instead the chocolate milkshake made with Fosselman’s ice cream was in order.

After all the food and drinks, I was beyond stuffed. I got into the car, unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants and said to my friends, “Don’t judge me.” Instead of telling me that I disgust them, they laughed and then we traded stories about our fattest times. Unfortunately for me, I may have a new fattest time coming up if I don’t start exercising. Maybe I should stay away from restaurants with pig references for names.