Draaaaaaaaake’s!!!! I’ve wanted to come here every since a nice Instagram beer gent sent me a bomber of their green label Hopocalypse way back when. I finally got to swoop into their Dealership in Oakland, and immediately went to town with mouth pleasers. Also, this space is incredibly badass. I loved feeling like I was inside when I totally wasn’t inside because fuck inside right now. It wasn’t fake outside inside outside, it’s just the amazing way their place is set up with walls but also not walls and no ceiling and tons of plants to also make me feel like I was in the jungle because jungle beer?! We had a skull in our fire pit as well, which is always a bonus. I can’t say enough about how solid and lish their West Coast styles are, not to mention this thiccccccc imperial stout I snuck in at the end, betting I’d be lucid enough for the Lyft back to the hotel. (The jury doesn’t remember.) I dig the very much, Drake’s, and I look forward with a wet whistle to our next encounter. - Ryan
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Brewery: Drake’s
From: San Leandro, CA 🇺🇸
