For the afternoon, social media is to thank. I spotted an upcoming event last week and decided to get tickets. Manhattan Project's third anniversary celebration is taking place in their new, not finished warehouse and the event is free, just need a ticket for a head count. Off we go.
Everything is oh so new and shiny.
This place is huge.


I DO like the stout. So very good and yes, there isn't any heat in the warehouse yet, so I am wearing gloves. Near us is a coloring table for those who brought kids along. The brewery has left pictures of hops and cans for them to decorate. Perfect.
A view of the future. I like it so much.


However, we are not done yet. It's time for some food and a quick stop at The Old Monk seems right. Old friends are there and Mister has a chance to visit. This place is just chock full of memories for us. We really need to stop in here more often on Sunday afternoons.
Back to the food --- oh yeah -- skinny fries and mussels. So, so good.
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