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Perhaps it was ill-advised to send me — all of 21 years and 159 days — out on this venture. My beer palate (to the extent it can be characterized as such) is generally guided by one overriding criteria: whichever is cheapest.
Nevertheless, I [Editor’s note: luckiest intern on the planet!] was the one walking through the double doors, past the brick exterior and into a seat along the bar at Pinehurst Brewing Company this week.