The BOTM Club hit famed St Paul eatery The Groveland Tap on Monday night, and the joint lived up to its reputation. We were all impressed by the quality of the burgers, cheese curds, onion rings, and that oh-so-damn-good chipotle ketchup. Most of us were also impressed by the breadth of tap selections (just be careful to mind the prices; we unintentionally ordered a $40 pitcher of Goose Island!). The voting thus far has:
For an overall score of 3.67.
Detailed rankings and commentary can be found here.
Our visit also invoked the spirit of the Bard in our illustrious Presidente. Below are his nocturnal ruminations....
Although I consider myself far from being a bard and certainly not the bard of this band of brothers, in the quest for the best burger and beer in our faire cities, I am inspired to declare my few thoughts on last evening. Although we may have overspent a few more pence than we may have liked on our ale, it was certainly not the intention of the serving wench nor the bearded manager fellow to take from us our gold in an unfaire manner. They kept the ale flowing well, the food a little slower, but as the two hours spent at the table was a spirited matter, I enjoyed the ribaldry and gaiety of the evening.