We have now eaten at Big Woods in Speedway twice since Indianapolis began the long, slow process of recovering from being raped by Fuckwit Joe Hogsett; and I still haven’t had any luck with the food, but man do I love the beer! Well…except for this one. It’s dry and crisp, but the coffee taste seems to be an afterthought rather than a real idea. (It’s also possible that coffee doesn’t go with red ale, and the brewers at Quaff ON! just don’t know that.) [I have no explanation for the shitty picture, except that I took it with Amy's phone. That probably doesn't mean anything, but it's all I can think of.]
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