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I am a nastily-hopped IPA lover and have my staples. They are all there. Those and more. And when my go-to happens to be gone, I go exploring. I'm never disappointed.
Don't underestimate the value of trying something new - to all you corona swilling sheep - RW&B has it. If you don't see it, ask. Everything you need or need to know is on a shelf, In a cooler, inside the brain of an employee or - soooo 2016- in a database accessible by said employee. I dare you to walk up to the checkout and ask them about something they don't have in stock on that particular day. Dare you. Do NOT go in with a feeble mind or it will be blown.
If you like beer, come to Chesterland.
If you like wine, come to Chesterland.
It truly is the center of the universe. It's kind of embarrassing that I even have to tell you it's here. I feel like it should be one of those large dots on the road map that insinuates personal or demographic importance for any liberated mind; graduated from high school from XXXXX, lost virginity at XXXX, married on XXXX, found Red Wine and Brew on XXXX.
Yeah, I'm as tired of this review as you are I promise. Seriously, I'm exhausted. I need a towel.... And we haven't even talked about wine yet.
Not sure where to start on wine... If I could possibly imagine a place where the gods would shop for the wine they would bathe their sacrifices in, it would be here. And Alex would make sure it was the one with which to get the job done right. In all seriousness, Alex, you have built a temple....
Ask for him by name and listen. If he's not there, he has a shelf. His shelf of revered wines is wiser than you and I, I promise.
Whew.... I need to take a shower. But if you're still with me, come to Chesterland and visit the hallowed purveyor. You will come back
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