In a business park in Bristol, PA, a few miles NW of Philadelphia, the intrepid beer-tourist finds Broken Goblet Brewing, a fairly new (3 years in) startup, The road there from the SEPTA station at Croydon winds along Neshaminy Creek, sidewalks give out after a few blocks and a ride via Lyft or Uber begins to look good. Whatever. My feet got me there and Lyft got me back.
This is one of those plucky startups I love. The barman, Righteous, pointed out the founders wall of fame and said the first 18 names had given the business so much in-kind stuff (drywall, plumbing, etc.) that they would have $3 pint fills for life. He said the business has prospered to the point that they are building out a 10-bbl system three miles away, boosting what they can produce on a 2 1/2 bbl system now, Broken Goblet--what's in a name? Here, plenty.
Hope you can enlarge the sign on the wall of the taproom..They started out brewing life under the name brewta(umlaut over the a)t. Got sued for trademark infringement by a heavy hitter brewer they call Voldemort (It was Rogue, I learned). So they got out-lawyered, had to change their name, and smashed a goblet full of imperial stout when the news came. I had to share the story of
Foggy Noggin's #Cease and Desist IPA (Go Hawks).
So now they are Broken Goblet and they make some nice beer. I had a taster flight of five of the eight on tap, Worthy sips for their Bubba's Tea Bag (five teas blended into a Rote Grutze base), fruity and sweet, and a good coffee stout on nitro they call Diane's. But the winner, the one I asked for a quart growler fill of to take home, they call Can't Wait One More Minute, a wheat ale wet hopped with three of our good Yakima hops.
Hope they place more kegs in Philly taverns!
(Visited 09/16/17)
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