Captain Renault might pretend to be shocked to learn this coast-to-coast beer tour was conceived in a bar, but I’m not going to pretend I am—or that you should be. In our case, ’twas Belgians at The Cheeky Monk. I don’t remember who served us that night. It could have been my favorite member of the Capitol the staff, Bingley (Bingley served me my first beer at the Colfax establishment – avec fib), or it could have been Hugh Jackman; I just don’t recall.

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