I found myself at the Ranger Creek Brewstillery on Saturday. As the name indicates, they brew beers and distill whiskey. This is becoming something of a San Antonio institution. They charged me a moderate 10 bucks at the door for two brewskies and a whiskey tasting. Came with a commemorative beer glass. Good value. Excellent beer. Here are some pictures.
The brewery itself is in this modern warehouse with some very lovely touches -
wooden casks line the wall, along with some memorabilia and reviews.
The stills and dewars are all shiny steel and chrome. The warehouse is squeaky clean. People brought their lawn chairs and made themselves comfy.
Some glassware makes an appearance near the front desk. I had never heard of something called a "nose glass" but there it is. They have quite a few whiskeys, some American bourbon style and at least one that is billed in the Scotch style. The names are very Texas. 0.22, 0.44, Rimfire, and so on. You, keen reader will have spotted that they all refer to various types of ammo. Like I said, very Texan.
There were food trucks. The Paki place is called "Rickshaw", and they serve some decent kababs. What is truly excellent there is the samosa they make. So good that it doesn't need chutney. There was also a Korean joint that I did not sample.
There was live music, as you see.
Some nice people, including this gent who holds Open Source very dear and this lady and her daughter who laughed generously at my more or less lousy jokes while we waited in line for more beer. Yes, there was a line and yes it was worth it when I started drinking that Belgian blonde.
This gent on the soapbox is Mike (I think?). He is the brewmaster/distiller and we find him here sharing some tips on how to taste and savour fine whiskeys. Ron Swanson would approve.
This is the Colonel. I was told that he is one of the owners. He welcomed the idea of me walking about with my camera.
Aah, poor beer, all by your lonesome.
And finally, as I was leaving, I spotted this handsome old Bronco. Seriously, this car should come back.
The brewery itself is in this modern warehouse with some very lovely touches -
wooden casks line the wall, along with some memorabilia and reviews. The stills and dewars are all shiny steel and chrome. The warehouse is squeaky clean. People brought their lawn chairs and made themselves comfy. Some glassware makes an appearance near the front desk. I had never heard of something called a "nose glass" but there it is. They have quite a few whiskeys, some American bourbon style and at least one that is billed in the Scotch style. The names are very Texas. 0.22, 0.44, Rimfire, and so on. You, keen reader will have spotted that they all refer to various types of ammo. Like I said, very Texan.
There were food trucks. The Paki place is called "Rickshaw", and they serve some decent kababs. What is truly excellent there is the samosa they make. So good that it doesn't need chutney. There was also a Korean joint that I did not sample.
There was live music, as you see. Some nice people, including this gent who holds Open Source very dear and this lady and her daughter who laughed generously at my more or less lousy jokes while we waited in line for more beer. Yes, there was a line and yes it was worth it when I started drinking that Belgian blonde.
This gent on the soapbox is Mike (I think?). He is the brewmaster/distiller and we find him here sharing some tips on how to taste and savour fine whiskeys. Ron Swanson would approve. This is the Colonel. I was told that he is one of the owners. He welcomed the idea of me walking about with my camera.
Aah, poor beer, all by your lonesome.
And finally, as I was leaving, I spotted this handsome old Bronco. Seriously, this car should come back.
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