
R: We got a little lost in the industrial park area near the Harpoon Brewery. C and M had discovered a vintage furniture warehouse selling items from the 1970s. Most of the floor set-ups made me think of swingers doing lines of coke in their posh living rooms. On the other hand, I found this lovely domed planter that made me think of my mother.

C: R came in this morning, so after a quick lunch in Chinatown (another Vietnamese Sandwich day) we thought we'd try our luck at Harpoon again. We got there just after 1:30PM; they could take us with the 2PM group. After a half-hour explanation of the beer-making process - brewing, fermentation, conditioning and bottling - they allowed us an extra 30 minutes for happy [half] hour. The tour itself was fairly dry (the guides did their best to make it amusing where they could), no active production was actually happening at the time (good thing, since they use Boston water and apparently it is contaminated right now), and I quickly remembered that I am not even a huge fan of most Harpoon beers (their UFO White falls very short of my favorite Belgian, Allagash). Overall, it was still exciting to get in and feel like you were privy to some trade secrets of the brewery.
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