Maritime Pacific's Jolly Roger Taproom closes its doors for good at the end of business tonight and while I can't say that I was a regular, I have been there many times and I will miss it. The Jolly Roger was a most authentic place, not only because you could step outside for a smoke or a phone call and peek in at the kettles and the bottling line, but also because looking around, you knew that everybody in the room appreciated where they were and what they were drinking as much as you did. I've always loved tossing back beer mere feet from where it is made -- who doesn't?
Maritime is growing and that is a good thing. We eagerly await the opening of their new place -- only blocks from their old place. It'll be bigger, for sure. The same great people are behind the scenes, so there is no doubt in my mind that it will be quality. What will they do to retain the authenticity? Will they change their menu? How will a bigger, bad ass-er brewery change their offerings?
Now we play the waiting game and dream of little smokers (Dave Miller's impossibly big onion rings that are even tastier than they look.)
Farewell, Jolly Roger. You will be missed.
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