1. One of the things I like about living in Portland is that they are a lot more open about places serving beer here. Nearly ever barber shop will offer you a bottle. Two of the three friendly local game stores I frequent for my D&D and wargaming needs have multiple beers on tap, so you can have a pint while you pretend to slay dragons.

   Everyone here is way to fond of IPA’s and it’s impossible to find a decent stout outside of one of the two Irish pubs, but still… Beer in a hobby shop!

   (One thing I really miss about Detroit, on the other hand, was the plethora of nice cigar lounges throughout Metro-Detroit. Portland has, like, four cigar shops and only two of them have “lounges” and I’m being very generous with that word.)

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   1. From the game reports I’ve read from Britain, miniatures games in pubs aren’t unusual.

      I don’t see how any Detroit cigar shops could stay in business, when you could cross over to Windsor and buy Cubans.

      1. Simple, really. Cubans are terrible cigars.

2. A Cracker Barrel is far too public, and there’s far too much of a chance of getting spotted by one’s fellow Baptist, unless one is well outside of one’s home area.

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3. In the sixties one of my culture shocks was when the family moved from Utah to New Orleans. In Utah, at that time, anything stronger than 3.2 beer had to be purchased from a State Liquor Dispensary. Many restaurants had an SLD in a closet, sold mini-bottles at outrageous prices, and charged for a “set-up” i.e. a wine glass or a highball glass with ice cubes. In New Orleans, grocery stores had a bar in the store and customers could shop carrying a “go” cup with their favorite adult beverage.

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