One of our local wineries, Corcoran, has recently launched their own brewery that we’ve never been to. So we decided to check it out while my brother-in-law was in town from New York.
Going to a brewery as a mom:
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I was really taken by the views on the way out there. One of the things I love most about where we live is that you can go from a city to the “Wild West” in minutes. We also had a trail of storms throughout the day and the sky was just begging to be photographed.
Corcoran also set up a little BBQ Pit next to the brewery, but we didn’t know so we stopped and had lunch first. Would definitely like to go back and have some southern pulled chicken with my beer. I always feel the need to call anything related to BBQ “southern.” I don’t know why.
P.S. I wanted to include a little note about how my brother-in-law is single if there are any ladies in the New York area looking for love, but he would probably kill me, so I left it out. You’re welcome, Timmy.
But really, he is 26, funny, smart, and has a great job.