The move date is approaching rapidly. As excited as I am to move to SF, there are quite a few places that I will be sad to say "so long" to. I know a top 5 is more typical and perhaps logical, but honestly I can only come up with 4 that have a lot of personal meaning.
THE COPPER HOG
A good pub where you feel comfortable drinking alone is an important thing to have in your life. I can't even think of the amount of money I have spent at this fine establishment over the last five years or the friends and memories made here. From their solid yet rotating beer list, to their tasty food bits, to their awesome patio and rediculously high ceilings—few places elsewhere can measure up to The Hog. I'll admit, there was a little lull in the success a year or so ago—poor menu changes, price increases, and tablecloths—but they have earned my love and respect back. Whether it's the staff or the regulars, there is always a friendly face to be seen. Patrick and Ian, you will be missed. Thank you, friends.
THE GREEN FROG
Yes, it's another color-followed-animal bar and one of the best at that! Your original peanut-covered floors and intimate stage setting welcomed me to this town like a warm hug. Joe Pug, Jeffrey Foucault, and Hayes Carll were some of my favorite shows in that space. Your absurd cover charges could never really keep me at bay. Your beer list was always something to treasure and having dogs to hang out with while drinking was the best. And then you were gone. A year passed and you sprung up at a new location down the road. The beer is still great, and now you have a full bar which is greater. Plus, the deck and recent BBQ addition makes you the greatest. Stay soulful.
BAYOU on BAY
Your Bloody Mary's and Fried Chicken Po'boys set the standard in my book. Your southern-fried attitude and cajun flavor is something this town needs more of. Cheers and adieu!
UISCE
Pronounced Ishka—not Ishka's—has been another great watering hole. It's been awhile, but boy, were there some good times had there. Logan and Jonny always had the best playlist coming through the speakers—Gaslight Anthem, Bouncing Souls, Dropkick Murphy's, Johnny Cash—as well as their epic Pogues catalogue in the Jukebox. That couch in front of the fire place. Those Washington Apple shots. Stone IPA on tap. That mustard. Damn.
Honorable Mentions:
Archer's Ale House
Boundary Bay (beer sucks, fun atmosphere and good shows)
Chuckanut Brewery
Temple Bar
Honey Moon
Oyster Bar
