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postscript: Mr. B's Meadery
Feb. 20th, 2023 08:09 amI almost forgot! After Saturday night's mediocre Indian food, we checked something else off the Tickler's to-do list: Mr. B's Meadery, a tiny little place that's easy to miss, because its street access is just a door to some stairs leading down to an alley.
The actual interior space is tiny, and it was full to bursting when we arrived. Luckily, though, there's some sheltered outdoor seating in the alley, which is a major selling point for the Tickler.
They do what looked to be about two dozen different kinds of mead of varying sweetness, and with a wide variety of adjuncts. Personally, I'm a fan of mead that isn't super sweet, so that part was pretty great for me.
But the best part of Mr. B's for my money is the decor. Yes, of course there's a recurring bee theme, but there's so much more: skeletons of animals, psychedelic flora, gnomes in the plants outdoors, dinosaurs eating the gnomes, etc. It's the kind of place where you can drink, be social, and stare an the walls for hours. It's so Fremont it hurts, and I like that kind of pain.
Bonus: the dude behind the bar was friendly and very knowledgeable. He moved a tiny, seemingly custom-made table to hold our flight where sat in the alley. Given his age and the (lack of) size of the place, I wouldn't be surprised if he were the sole proprietor. [A quick check of their website says there are three people involved, Mr. and Mrs. B, and Mr. ə.]
A+ will drink fermented bee products there again.
The actual interior space is tiny, and it was full to bursting when we arrived. Luckily, though, there's some sheltered outdoor seating in the alley, which is a major selling point for the Tickler.
They do what looked to be about two dozen different kinds of mead of varying sweetness, and with a wide variety of adjuncts. Personally, I'm a fan of mead that isn't super sweet, so that part was pretty great for me.
But the best part of Mr. B's for my money is the decor. Yes, of course there's a recurring bee theme, but there's so much more: skeletons of animals, psychedelic flora, gnomes in the plants outdoors, dinosaurs eating the gnomes, etc. It's the kind of place where you can drink, be social, and stare an the walls for hours. It's so Fremont it hurts, and I like that kind of pain.
Bonus: the dude behind the bar was friendly and very knowledgeable. He moved a tiny, seemingly custom-made table to hold our flight where sat in the alley. Given his age and the (lack of) size of the place, I wouldn't be surprised if he were the sole proprietor. [A quick check of their website says there are three people involved, Mr. and Mrs. B, and Mr. ə.]
A+ will drink fermented bee products there again.
