Lost art
The bar is tucked to the right
with a narrow alley way leading to an opening
wood beams, over-the-top Iris decor and vintage signs
scattered throughout the dimly lit bar
A wall of coolers lining the entire left side
with a glass window exterior and aluminum backdrop
the right side of the place is open with several tables
for additional seating and an outdoor patio
Different bottles of beers greets customers
dogfish head punkin and union jack india
there is a brew on the list for anyone
beers on tap are worth noting as well
A bourbon barrel aged imperial stout
features a collection of California breweries finest
to take home or consumed on the spot
a lost art in the frantic nighttime scene
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