Who said you can’t go home again?

If you think you can’t go home again, it must be because there are no new breweries there. When I grew up in the Southern Tier of New York there were no craft breweries. There was definitely a bar on every street corner. But the main discussion amongst beer drinkers was hazing the other person on their choice of swill. If you drank Genessee, then Miller was skunk piss. If you drank Miller, then Budweiser was swill. And so on.

As far back as a few years ago, I took a trip home and found only one craft brewery in the area. But, on my latest trip home I found an entirety different landscape altogether (insert Airplane! Joke here).  Over the next few days I will be highlighting all of the breweries I went to in the area.

My home town, Johnson City, is so small that it isn’t even an actual city. It’s the Village of Johnson City. They now have a brewery called (oddly enough) Binghamton Brewing Co.

Binghamton Brewing Co. in Johnson City

They have a small building, but they do have some awesome decor inside, including some cool butt-hugging antique bar stools.

Butt-hugging bar stool at Binghamton Brewing Co.

They also had really friendly staff that knew their beer (bonus points if you can spot the awesome Mrs. UsedHair in the picture).

Binghamton Brewing Co. bar area

Last, but certainly not least, they had bottles of beer that I could add to my collection.

Binghamton Brewing Co. bottles

So, I totally can go home again. Because there is plenty of excellent beer waiting there for me.

Author: UsedHair

I am a labeorphilist (one who collects beer bottles) looking to discuss the adventures often involved in obtaining the bottles and the challenges that accompany the hobby.

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