![]() ![]() After turning down John’s initial first-date offer, she came back a week later and asked him out. He did, and for a year John waited tables, coming in on the weekends for no pay to learn the trade alongside the head brewer. He’d been enthralled by a home brewer and writer named Greg Noonan who was a pioneer in craft brewing, especially in New England, where he helped push through legislation that recognized the concept of brewpubs.Īfter graduating from Penn State, John packed everything he owned into his Subaru and drove to Vermont in the hopes that Noonan would give him a job. John had made his way there from Pittsburgh. ![]() They first met in 1995, when they were both working at the Vermont Pub and Brewery in Burlington. Jen ran the business side, and John handled the beer. The pub belonged to Jen and John Kimmich. It was called Heady Topper and since the pub was the only place you could buy it, Waterbury-home to just a few thousand-soon became a mecca for craft beer drinkers. It was charming in its familiarity, quaint and comfortable, but brewing in the basement was a beer capable of inspiring obsession. A cast of regulars helped fill the pub’s 60 seats. The ceilings were high, and the lighting was soft. ![]() The barstools were steel and backless and topped with black leather. It was, by most measures, a common small-town bar. Sam Riches | Longreads and Food & Wine Magazine | March 2017 | 14 minutes (3,489 words)įor eight years, until Tropical Storm Irene struck the village of Waterbury, Vermont, the corner of South Main Street and Elm was occupied by The Alchemist Pub and Brewery. ![]()
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