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The Monk’s Kettle

Excellent Fries and Beer

I'll admit it.  I’m a total beer nincompoop.  Yes, there are beers I do like, though, and are high on my list of favourite beverages.  Might I be called an aficionado? That seems to imply a level of knowledge and savvy that I definitely don’t possess.  Beer enthusiast? I don’t drink enough beer for that.  To own that I practically know nothing about beer (except that it some of it tastes good) seems a bit retarded if one is going to a place like Monk’s Kettle, where there could be as many as  28 options of draught beer alone and pages and pages and pages of different kinds and styles of the liquid, from Lambics to small beer to porters and dubbel, tripel, and quadrupel Belgians!  My visit to Monk's Kettle felt rather tantamount to casting pearls before swine, or cream-of-mushroom bean casserole before Thomas Keller, or er… something along those lines… you get the drift…   Anyhow, despite all this, I will still have the temerity to say that Monk’s Kettle is currently high on my list of Happy Places (and by this I mean awesome establishments in my hometown that serve amazing food and drink).