Breweries in Hackensack, MN

“Tuesday night, a secret meeting in a back room. She had an IPA, I had a Sprecher's, a mission was decided for several pizzas, the minor players reconned the ice cream situation. For two hours we were interograted with questions, round after round they racked our brains, they showed us pictures of known suspects we had to identify, they played music we should know, we nearly lost everything during the double points round. Our rendezvous, in the end, seemed so trivial.“