Mike Rangel had just filed the application to serve liquor at his new brewpub when he discovered his wife was pregnant. The news changed his life and his business model. “Instead of become a full hipster bar, we decided to go family friendly and not bring in liquor,” Rangel says. Some elements already were in place:
There was a time when Asheville was more ghost town than beer city, when its downtown was marked not by breweries but by boarded-up windows. “There was a lot of drug dealing going on downtown,” recalls John Lyda, vice president at Highland Brewing. “It was pretty rundown. You didn’t go downtown very often.” Then things
For many decades I’ve loved the vibrancy of beer community. Kibitzing on a conversation about beer flavors at a World Beer Festival, buying a round of the newest at Tyler’s Taproom, leaning across a rough wooden table at Bull McCabe’s armed with a Fuller’s London Porter and a lot of opinions, standing up against the