The scribes of this illustrious journal found enlightenment on Friday night, and, as I always half suspected, the key to happiness is more of a gnostic secret than a zen insight. It’s not fair, but worry not - you’re here now and I’ll share it with you.

• Get on the “B” edition of the Green Line. Protip: Prudential is very different from Hynes/ICA in this regard.
• You’ll be surrounded by BU and BC undergrads. Don’t panic; they’re noisy but not dangerous. Probably they won’t even all be ugly. (Oh snap!)
• Get off at Harvard Ave. Walk north; hang a right on Brighton.
• Shortly you’ll arrive at Linden Street. On the corner, right next to you, is the Sunset Grill and Tap.
• Genuflect.
• Go inside.
• The rest should take care of itself, but if it doesn’t, let us recommend the Piraat.

This is quite seriously the place you’ve been dreaming about all your life. They claim to have 112 beers on tap (I know they have a huge number of beers in bottles). Due to the wonder of samplers, we made our way through 10% of those.

To preemptively address a concern I know I had going in: they seem to use CO₂ to compress the beer - at least, none of it tasted stale.

Also, while I don’t normally like barleywines very much, the Sierra Nevada Bigfoot is pretty darn good.

I think they serve food or something, but I couldn’t tell you what I ate.

Like true scientists, we took notes… for a while. I don’t have a copy — maybe Dandan will transcribe them if she ever gets unburied from her lab work.

But, like true drunks, we did take pictures:

I can’t wait to go back.

This entry was posted on Thursday, February 21st, 2008 at 11:10 pm and is filed under Beer, Boston.