Posted at January 18, 2010

Ah, I love Gastown sometimes. Next time my brother’s in town, I’m going to take him to Shebeen. It’s a little bar with the craziest list of whiskeys I’ve ever seen, and it’s hidden in a courtyard accessible only by passing through the Irish Heather, a bigger, rowdier, pub-ish bar. We used to go to its old location for serious drinking back in my FTN days.