
View to the bar and entrance (the 'hole' in the floor)
Gam and I went to The Brewhouse on Albert St in the city tonight with some friends to watch the Queensland Roar play this week's away game against Perth Glory. We showed up at 5pm for the earlier screening of the game between Melbourne Victory and the Central Coast Mariners. Sophie had emailed the place a couple of days earlier asking to book a screen, but The Brewhouse emailed back to tell her it was unnecessary. That turned out to be totally untrue- there was a Rugby League final showing on nearly every screen in the place and they refused to switch any of the decent screens over, offering us the dingiest screen in the dingiest corner of the venue. So we picked up our stuff and moved to the opposite corner. There were hardly any people present, but I suppose the possibility of upsetting any of them by switching over a single screen must have been more important than the possibility of upsetting some fans of real football. I suppose anyone who's seen a drunk bogan with a bee in their bonnet about something would have to agree.

The dingy corner...
The venue itself was attractive- large, with lots of wood- wooden floors, stools ceiling, which I always like. It was large enough that despite the presence of a few other small groups of people it seemed like we had the place to ourselves (aside from the fact that we at first couldn't get a decent spot to watch the game). One bonus of our 'dingy corner' was it was prime viewing area for the actual brewery, where we watched some guy doing what looked like some sort of routine maintenance in one of the vats. It was rather hard to tell, as he was standing in it! I think I weirded him out by watching him through the window like it was TV. After a game of pool, Sophie noticed that the people who'd been 'occupying' two of the screens (but apparently not watching either of them) had left, so we picked up our jugs of beer and moved back to our initial spot.

The brewery, complete with man in vat.

Playing pool.
Speaking of beer, we bought (or rather Niall and Sophie bought- thanks guys!) a couple of jugs of two of the six 'house brews'- the Star Lager pilsner and a Scottish ale (I can't determine which one from the
list on their website). They were both pretty good- I'm not much of a pilsner drinker, so I found the Scottish ale eminently more drinkable, but both went down pretty well.

More pool...
The Central Coast vs Melbourne game was really quite a boring one- a nil all draw. There was other entertainment in the form of a guy with a guitar playing a nice enough selection of pop-rock pieces. According to the
Brewhouse' website, the guy was Adam Power- the blonde dude in the photo on
this website (which appears to be the site for him and his band). Guy could hold a tune very well and I liked his covers of everything except something by The Killers. When we first got there the sound seemed to be up a bit loud, but that was probably because it was set at levels designed for a venue with a few more people. His sets were interspersed with generic pop (dear god, won't Madonna just retire or something? And Beyonce put some clothes on, hey?), complete with video on one screen.

The view from the front of The Brewhouse.
While we were waiting for Victor and Amelia to return from their indoor football game we ordered 'entree' of german (proper soft) pretzels with kranskies and cheese ($11) from the 'All Day' menu section. I don't think I'd ever tried soft pretzels before- the hard snack-y ones are nice enough, but I've always felt I was missing out not having tried the soft ones, and I was right! These were great. My only complaint was that there wasn't enough pretzel to go with the generous serve of cheese kranskies. There was also a small side dish of herb or parsley butter and a sort of mild, creamy cheese and 'mustard' dip made with seed mustard but not really enough of it to taste. Just enough to see that it had seeds, really.

Tasty soft pretzels and cheese kranskies.
Just as I started eating I felt something land on my head, and thought something had dripped from the ceiling. It turned out that Sophie had bitten into a kransky and hit a spot of melted cheese, which somehow shot across the booth and landed on me! I think the dish could be improved with a better pretzel:kransky ratio- if they had to charge a dollar or two more to do that it would still be fairly good value.
When we realised that some people in a booth right in front of one of the smaller screens had left, we moved from our end booth (which didn't have a very good view of any screen). The Queensland Roar match proved exciting, at first for all the wrong reasons when they conceded a goal early in the first half. They managed to scrape one back later, and then another, but it still looked pretty hairy for them right up until the end. They dominated the match on paper, as usual, but it's not usual for them to dominate on the actual scoreline. At least three times as many shots on goal for the Roar, but even on the score until almost the end of the game. To this day Gam and I haven't seen those bitches win at home (we still love them, mind)- there is some weird hoodoo on them winning at home. They actually do better at their away games.

A blurry photo of the footlong 'dog.

Sophie's DIY chicken burritos.
Anyway, during the game our main meals arrived (ordered and paid for at the bar). Gam ordered the bbq pork ribs ($22) and I ordered another serve of pretzel & cheese kranskies. Other dishes at the table included the footlong bratwurst hotdog ($12- it really was a foot long!), DIY chicken burritos ($18) with all the components in separate little dishes, sausages and mash (with a choice of sausages, I think, and I don't remember how much they cost), and an avocado salad. I forgot to ask how the avocado salad was, but everyone else seemed to enjoy their meals. Sophie said her chicken burritos were nicely spicy. Gam's bbq ribs looked good but I didn't try- they weren't all fatty and gristly, but he said the sauce could be improved (Gam makes a mean bbq ribs dish and is a bit of a ribs connoisseur, so I assume he's comparing to his own).

Gam's bbq ribs.
The ribs arrived with some roasted potatoes and also a separate side of salad. When all the grease from the kranskies started to get to me I had a pick at Gam's salad. There was some icky looking unidentifiable pink goo sitting on top, which meant I didn't try the salad at all until I got desperate. Amelia was braver than I and tasted it first. She said it tasted like nothing ("condensed water", she described it as), and it really did. It didn't really leave any aftertaste or anything. It wasn't oily in texture, more foamy. Victor tried it and said he could taste some lemon and lime flavours in there, but I'm not convinced. It just didn't look like something that should be sitting atop a salad.

The Pink Goo.
I'm slightly biased against salad dressings in general, but I think for a side salad it's best to go 'nude' rather than scare your customers. I carefully lifted the top layer of salad to pick at the unadulterated mung bean and snow pea sprouts underneath. There were also a couple of refreshing slices of cucumber and some baby beetroot leaves. Some of the lettuce leaves in the salad looked wilted and dry- could it have been pre-chopped and stored, perhaps?
Last but not least, the bathrooms! These were in fairly good condition, nothing of any real note other than the soap had nearly run out. There was a choice of paper or blow-dryer for drying of hands. In fact, I learned something today- when I asked Gam about the condition of the men's toilets he mentioned that there was a vending machine for 'pheromones'. Yes, a pheromone vending machine. Weird or what? Apparently this isn't the first time he's seen one in a men's toilet. Apparently this toilet, and just about every other men's toilet also has a condom vending machine. That's great. That's wonderful. I'm all for condoms. But why the hell are they never or almost never present in women's toilets? I think that's really sexist. Women need to be able to take responsibility for safe sex too! Although I suspect we can do without pheromone vending machines...
Overall, we got a good feed and some good beer for little more than the price of a couple of footy tickets. The only thing I'd change is a little more consistency with their promises regarding the availability of screens. I would recommend that anyone thinking of booking in order to view a particular match for any sport (particularly if it's not one of the 'big 3' of NRL, AFL or Rugby Union) insist that they reserve a screen for you so you don't encounter any problems when you show up. Thanks to Niall and Sophie for inviting us along :)

Gam the poolshark...