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Decided to take a day off and do a brewery day with some friends. Living in New England, we’ve got access to some amazing beer, including Hill Farmstead (Vermont) and Treehouse (Massachusetts) which we visited today.
The day started off loading coolers into the SUV and enjoying homemade breakfast sandwiches as we started the expedition from Massachusetts to Greensboro, Vermont (3 hours). We hoped to get to Hill Farmstead for opening time at noon.
We stopped in New Hampshire for a bathroom break and made sure to refuel our coffee and pick up some cider donuts.
It had snowed a few inches the night before in Vermont which made the scenery even more beautiful as we approached the brewery.
We got there as they opened and it was pretty quiet (we had heard it can get crowded). We tried a few samples, enjoyed the scenery, filled our growlers and headed out. I also bought what I thought was a bottle of beer brewed with local maple syrup. I found out later that it was just a bottle of pricey (but delicious) local maple syrup that was aged in bourbon barrels.
We stopped at Prohibition Pig for lunch as we headed back towards Massachusetts. We were also able to score some elusive Heady Topper at the craft beer shop across the street from the restaurant – much to the dismay of a local passerby who noted that “I can’t even get Heady and I live here!”.
Next stop was TreeHouse Brewery in Monson, MA. It was pretty crowded when we finally got there but we were able to get in and out in about 30 minutes. The car, now beer-laden, and weighing about 80,000 lbs headed to our last stop for the day: BT’s smokehouse in Sturbridge, MA. BT’s seems to be a popular destination for those who also like TreeHouse since we saw a lot of familiar faces from earlier in the night there. After sampling pulled chicken, cornbread and collard greens it was time to head home.
We had experienced New England scenery at it’s finest, enjoyed some of the best beer around and shared some laughs with friends…now that’s a good day. In fact, it was so good that we felt the need to blare Ice Cube’s “Today Was a Good Day” as we drove the final stretch home (with the back bumper scraping the highway under the weight of the beer and leaving an epic spark show in our wake*).
*This part did not really happen