Friday, May 25, 2012

Free beer in Portsmouth

We left Rockport and Bob drove us further up the coast to another lovely port town: Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Our second state in two days. The downtown section feels more urban than Rockport and it is just as charming. The building stock is well preserved and the town is lively and animated. Of course, it was Saturday afternoon and the sun was shining brightly. That helped a lot, I'm sure.

Market Street in downtown Portsmouth, New Hampshire.

Bob told us that, among other things, Portsmouth was famous for its micro breweries. We headed for the Portsmouth Brewery on Market Street to taste some of the local beer. The main restaurant and bar was filled to the brim, so we ducked downstairs to the smaller bar where we found a few empty stools and ordered a few half-pints and a small plate of appetizers.

The sign outside the Portsmouth Brewery. Great beer!

The beer and the food were great, but what happened next was even better. Without thinking about it, I was wearing a baseball cap. A New York Yankees baseball cap that I've had for years. And, while it hadn't occurred to me, I was wearing it in Boston Red Sox territory. Uh-oh.

The bar manager, a young and rather burly guy, noticed and said, "You've got a lot of courage to wear that in here." I thought I was in serious trouble. He wouldn't hit an old guy in glasses, would he?

"Well," I said, "I'm from upstate New York." As if that would somehow make everything all right. "I didn't even realize I was wearing it."

"It's ok," the manager replied, "I'm a New Yorker, too, from down in the Hudson Valley." We were practically neighbors. "And just for that," he continued, "I'm going to comp your beer."

I cracked back, "And then you'll probably throw it in my face." Smiles all around. The manager laughed and disappeared into the back room. We didn't see him again.

But when the bill came, all three of our beers were free. We paid for the food and gave the waitress a very nice tip.


  1. Cool story and cool town.

  2. Funny story. There's nothing like a good microbrew...especially when it's free.

  3. Thank you for supporting a microbrewery. We watched Beer Wars the other night and realized how hard it is for independent brewers to get their beers on store shelves.

  4. Stranger than fiction....

  5. I suppose you'll be telling us you always get your beer comped when you where your NY Yankee'
    s cap! Lucky duck!

    I just reread your comments from yesterday - which reminded me of a joke I heard one summer I spent in Rhode Island. Did you hear the one about the woman who like Scrod? That is the first line...

    Mary in Oregon

  6. cubby, I wish we had more time to spend there.

    dean, and it was tasty, too!

    carolyn, this place was doing a booming business, it seemed to me.

    starman, hehehe.

    mary, if that were true, I'd wear it more often!


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