The brothers Chapman started this place with too many partners. By judicial use of buy outs, hit men and less desirable other methods - (I invented some of this as I lost my notes - must have been drinking) they have the now a delightfully calm place to hang out and put the world to rights. I was there for early lunch and I suspect that it gets hopping in the evenings. It's a meet people place and if I were on the island would look no futher. Having lost my notes, all I can say - charming server at the bar, met a regular who sent me to another brewery and lo and behold, later he rolled in. I will update when I find those blessed notes.

The food was good, but not as good as the beer. The tuna melt was made with tuna salad, which was odd, but still tasty. The cole slaw (okay, I'm a cole slaw fanatic) could have marinated longer, but it was still okay.

If you go with a wine drinker, try by all means to get them to have a beer instead. The house wine is called Camelot, and it kinda makes you wonder what part the camel played in its production.