Plan B. Nothing compares to an IPA in hoppiness, but we were still tired and hungry. Bill tried the ESB and later the Pilsner, and oddly liked the Pilsner the best. I tried the Brown Bear and the Porter, both of which were lovely. Our bitter disappointment washed away. We had a wonderful blue cheese plate and some garlic prawns and we were happy.
We headed back to the Montgomery St. BART station and rode back to Fremont. Another good day out and about.