Yazoo Tap Room

On Division Street in Nashville, I found the Yazoo Brewery. It is always strange to me that Yazoo beer comes from Nashville. I have raced several crits and left a few pounds of ass flesh on the downtown streets of Yazoo City, MS back in the day. It turns out that the owner of Yazoo is from Mississippi and moved to Nashville. He quit his real job and started brewing beer, much to a lot of peoples pleasure.

It is not a large building and all of the Yazoo comes from the one location. The best part to me is the tap room. It is a very basic, cement floor, wooden table, metal exposed beams, section of the warehouse that is used to serve Yazoo beer right out of the taps. No thumping music, no flat screens, no hot wings, no low cut bleach blonds flirting for a tip........Just man and beer. (and a few women).

They have eight taps in the wall and a cement bar. Brian will sale you a sampler for $6 so you can try everything from the rough, bitter and ever changing "Hop Project" to the Ultra smooth "Fall Fest".

My favorite of all is the growler. They are giant glass jugs with the painted ,not paper, Yazoo logo on the front. These are "to go "only. They are only $11 when you buy the first one and then you can bring it back and have it refilled for $7. What a deal! This is a must for any beer lover!

It would be great to have a tap room like this at the brewer in Bham....but from what I understand, the minority has ,once again, decided that it is immoral and therefore illegal to serve beer at the same location where beer is made to be distributed. Sweet Home Alabama.

For the lawyers:some images were borrowed for this post. No livers were harmed in the making of this blog.

Nashville

The company that I work for is always amazing to me. They are in many ways on the cutting edge of every technology (spare me the comments) and in other ways are stuck in the past. Every facility I go to is almost a carbon copy of the previous. Old toll maps on the walls, wood grain electric pencil sharpeners, harvest gold cloth swivel chairs, Bell Blue walls. They all have miles of poorly designed mazes of narrow hallways interrupted by an occasional room with some display of a system that looks like it came straight out of the bowels of the USS Alabama. It really is an unique family of odd people, all different, but disturbingly the same..... Including myself.

I am in a system design school that is, as usual, over my head. As I listen to the instructor talk about Copper fed slics and protect carrier lines, my mind quickly drifts off to the mountain bike trail on top of Double Oak Mountain. In my fantasy it is Fall and the leaves cover all but the narrow strip of dirt that makes it's gradual climb up to the crest. The top is always a great place to slow a little and catch a glimpse of the Vulcan over on the opposing Red Mountain. ..........Suddenly I am startled by "Mr. C! Did you get all of that info on the alternate mark inversion with binary 8 "0" substitution?" Uuuuuuuh............

When I was in my twenties, travel with the company always seemed exciting. Now it's just time away from the family and friends. Marriott's "weak" Artisan blend coffee is a far cry from the bold rosetta masked macchiato that I had last weekend in Cahaba Heights. It's sobering to realize how spoiled one can become.

Anyway, Nashville has a great downtown and lots of good food. All of the dives and pubs are to many to try to cover in two weeks. It's a pretty good reward for being here though. It looks like they have recovered pretty well from the floods. Opry Mills is still trashed, but down town looks good.

There is a good German beer hall

and a neat Irish pub with 30 foot tables that seat 20, live Irish music and Guinness on tap.

"Im a lumber jack and I'm ok"

just kidding.....

I guess I will be home by the time you read this. Nashville.....Been there, done that.