What’s better than an impromptu trip to an uncharted brewery? Not much, says I. On a Saturday with rain clouds looming, I sent a text to a few friends, merely asking “brewery in Richmond?” I ended up with a few takers and the journey was on! Four of us piled in the car and headed down 95 south. Well, after sitting in traffic for 20 minutes before even getting to the interstate. But after that, spirits were high and the drive flew past. Shout-out to my friend Alex for being the ultimate facilitator for this adventure and driving us down to Richmond-town.
