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"Four friends enjoying the bookend of a microbrewery tour throughout "the Belle Province", and this stop deemed essential. The remnants of a fine Irish Stout sat on my upper lip as we talked turkey in a courtyard which felt reminiscent of a 1920's West Bank pub. Ivy danced along a red brick wall while servers hurried between tables, eager to be of..."