Kwak Addiction

Our favorite gastropub, For Pete’s Sake, has only about a keg left of Pauwel Kwak, the dastardly dubbel full of mellow vanilla and caramel fluff that’s so fitting for the sweet days of Indian summer. Just ask for Kwak, and marvel at the odd hourglass-shaped beaker in which it’s served. Reminds us of Senor Frogs’ yards of Miami Vices at Senior Week in Cancun, without whole the sawdust-on-the-floor, Papa John’s-on-motorbike thing. Some other taps at this Queen Village haunt nestled by the asphalt ribbon of I-95: Chimay, local brews like Dogfish Head 60 Min. IPA, and the ever-popular Hoegaarden-by-way-of-Maine Allagash White. Of course, Even if you’re not into beer, it’s worth a trip to Pete’s for the food: smoked-in-house pulled pork sammies, creamy potato soup, sesame-speckled Thai-glazed wings, molasses duck club sandwiches, tuna tacos, a perfect field greens salad with green apples, pecans, and white balsamic vinaigrette, and Black Angus burgers that will change your life.

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