Every couple of year our home brew club likes to put together a club-sponsored group outing. Two years ago the club rented a tour bus and did a pub crawl through Sacramento. It was such a hit, officers of the group put together another pub crawl this year for the first 80 members to sign up that took us through Nevada County and eventually over to the Roseville/Sacramento area. Yesterday we met in Chico at 8:30 a.m. since we were supposed to be leaving at "9:00 a.m. sharp", but seeing as how club members were spending that first half-an-hour drinking their breakfasts (i.e. mimosas, bloody mary's, gin & tonics, coffee and Irish cream, etc) we couldn't actually get ourselves together enough to leave until 9:15 a.m. which immediately put us behind schedule and set the tone for the rest of the day. As we loaded up on the bus, each of us were handed a lunch bag with our names on it that had a plastic drinking cup, bottled water, and some snacks.
Our last stop of the evening was at Track 7, south of South Sacramento which sounded like that was not a good thing. Again, another roll-up door warehouse operation that was hot and didn't have very good selections. I talked the boy into getting their stout, so that I could take a sip or two, and neither of us ended up liking it nor did anybody else who'd picked it also.