Last Saturday was the highly anticipated IndiHop, a festival of sorts that featured 50 craft beers and small businesses in two trendy areas of St. Louis (in fact, my two favorite areas), The Grove and Cherokee Street. My loyal comrade, Ian, and I stood in line on Saturday around 11:30 for the tickets. Unfortunately we had failed to purchase them at the steal-of-a-deal online price of $10, but we were still more than happy to shell out an extra $5 for an afternoon of bar hopping, street walking (not the dirty kind), and people judging. Oh man, I really wanted that special IndiHop mug, too. Only about 10oz, it was a generous size for beer samples, and acted as your ticket to the various businesses and bars that were passing out craft beer from the participating breweries.
So you can imagine my dismay when the person standing in front of us was congratulated for purchasing the final ticket. Whatever, we muttered aloud. We’re doing it anyway. So yes, we started with a wholesome meal at the Atomic Cowboy (ahem: fix your URLs), where I had a steak quesadilla and a fiery-hot Bloody Mary. Even convinced the spacey waiter to package a couple beers to-go. We LOL-ed when he dramatically debuted the Schlafly brews in their plastic vessels, complete with lids and straws. Kind of unnecessary, but Ian and I aren’t complainers. It was a gorgeous day and we absolutely loved venturing into businesses that we had never been to before. A few of these include: Work/Play, 2720 Cherokee, The Gramophone, Foam, Rehab (yikes), and No Coast (super, super cool cats at NC). Over the course of the day, those drinks added up, in more than one sense. It cost us a bit more than $15, but we still enjoyed paying full price and doing our own thing. I can’t even tell you how many times we joked (but were really 100% serious) about wanting to knock those stupid mugs out of the ticket-holders’ hands.
But really, it was a great day. And next year we are going to buy our dang tickets online.
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