"Entering Brouwer’s in Fremont is like stepping into Medieval Times, but the bar is way better and you don’t have to eat a half-chicken with your hands, watch a jousting tournament, or spend even one minute in New Jersey. Also, everyone inside is aware that it’s the 21st century, so nobody will say things to you like “ye olde” and “What is Instagram?” But Brouwer’s does feel like a tavern, with stone walls and hanging lamps, and nobody cares how loud you’re shouting across the table. There’s never usually a wait, the scotch selection is great, and their excellent pomme frites are a non-negotiable, especially with different sauces for dunking. Kick it here with friends for a birthday, stay until last call, or pay the check early and keep drinking at The Barrel Thief down the block." - Aimee Rizzo
