![]() ![]() Every chance he got, he’d hit the road playing whatever cheap-ass venue would pay his gas money to come out and do time. Mark managed a gas station for his day job, but was a professional stand-up comedian on the side. Back when I lived on the East Coast, I knew a guy named Mark. Which, for most of my life, was a beer that I measured other beers against, rather than a beer that I actually ordered. I went to Standard Deviant not long after hearing the news about Anchor Brewing, because I wanted to raise a glass to that honorable and dearly beloved brewing company without … you know … actually drinking Anchor Steam. You can’t miss the taco guy he’s wearing a novelty taco hat. There’s a taco stand inside that seems to be run independently, and takes Venmo, cash, or adding it to your tab at the bar. There are no seats at the bar - that’s standing room only - and all the seating is communal: Mostly picnic tables, along with a couple of tables and barstools (some inside, some out), and a couch. ![]() ![]() Obligatory music plays over the sound system, not so much conveying the sense that anybody here likes the music as that everybody here feels there’s supposed to be music. The brewing vats are clearly visible, and a good look, in the open space behind the bar. Four TVs, playing some sports but mostly commercials, hang from the ceiling and walls. There are exposed rafters and a skylight, covered in hanging lights. Standard Deviant Brewing is a big converted warehouse style room on 14th Street between Mission and Minna streets. ![]()
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