They have a pretty good beer selection, as expected. As for how to know what beer to select, that's a different story. There was a dirty chalkboard with some listed beers using low-contrast colors, like blue on black. We weren't even in the same room as the chalkboard, so it was doubly impractical to read. So we asked our server what beers they had on tap. Her answer: Go look at the tap handles. Give me a break. Aside from that incident, she was pretty inattentive overall.
The food menu indicated a special garlic section. The shredded pork sandwich description invoked a vision of roasted garlic cloves spread thinly on the roll, and it would come with garlic frites. Sounds delicious, right? What I got was a pretty standard pork sandwich with a huge glop of garlic-flavored grainy-fake-cheese tasting paste. And the frites? Standard steak fries from a freezer bag with a huge glop of garlic-flavored grainy-fake-cheese tasting paste.