I’ll let you in on a secret. I have a foolproof way of determining how good a restaurant is before I even have a bite of food. It’s not complicated, and it doesn’t require a culinary degree. All it takes is a little whiskey.
I kicked off my January road trip with a stop in St. Augustine, Florida. Although I visited this sleepy coastal town less than a year ago for a friend’s wedding, I knew I had to come back to explore its growing local cocktail scene.
In order to tell you a story about a beer brewery, I must admit something to you right now. I know it won’t make much sense at first, but trust me, I’m going somewhere with it. Just agree to hear me out before you judge me.
If not for the aroma of charred wood embers and caramelized bacon seeping from street-level vents, you might walk past the glowing lights of 260 First Avenue South without the slightest of hesitations. And what a shame that would be for you.