It’s Too Late! {The Story of Old Rasputin XV}


After my birthday dinner, Rob and I walked a bit around Uptown to find someplace we’d never been to to “check off the list.” Because we arrived early for our reservations and Heidi’s hadn’t opened yet {yes, we pretty much go out for the early bird special}, we had already had a pre-dinner drink at Muddy Waters. I loved that place. They have Steel Toe beers on tap, which is one of our favorite breweries in the Twin Cities.

But I wanted to do something else. After much walking and both of us almost ready to turn around, I spotted a Pabst Blue Ribbon sign and then some neon lights that I recognized:


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It had been years since I’d been there. Actually, probably at least 10 years. It’s a small bowling alley that is probably more known for its bar and comedic/concert venues. Rob had never been. YAY! Let’s go in…

The tap selection was intriuging and I was surprised that we immediately got a seat at the bar. Rob was, too. But then I reminded him that it was only 8pm. In my early years, we didn’t go out {this is more of a bar scene} until about 10-11pm.

We tried to choose from the abundance of draft offerings. The bartender recommended a few and when he rambled on about the Old Rasputin Imperial Stout, I almost drifted off. You see, I love Imperial Stouts. But if they don’t impress me beyond belief, I’d rather try the newest-I’ve-never-had-that-thing on tap. Plus, I remember that stout being a little too smoky for me.

Then he said that this was a special one. It is a limited release stout because it was aged in Bourbon Barrels. STOP. Wait a minute. SAY WHAT?! I don’t know about you, but I haven’t ever learned to appreciate Bourbon. But what I have learned to appreciate is beer aged in Bourbon barrels, like my Dragon’s Milk from New Holland Brewing Company… and Rocky’s Revenge Brown Ale from Tyranena. This guy stopped me in my tracks.

“Yeah, I’ll have one of those,” I said.

“It’s ten dollars for this size glass, “ he said as he pulled out a tulip glass.

“That’s fine!” I dismissed.

And it was poured. I actually didn’t have any expectations as much as I am making this out to be. I just thought I had decided on a beer. What I’ve typed above is merely reflection.

Then, I had the first taste.

Oh. My. I can’t even remember what Rob ordered.

“YOU HAVE TO TASTE THIS!” I exclaimed.


“It’s the Old Rasputin…”

“Yeah, it’s good. I’ve had that before…”

“No! No! You haven’t! It’s the XV, aged in Bourbon Barrels!”


He tasted it and had instant Beer Remorse. And it was my birthday dinner night out. So that meant he was driving. He seemed so sad… But happy at the same time to taste a great beer.

But I compromised after I drank half the glass.

“How ’bout you have the rest of this and I order another one for myself.”



I just called Bryant Lake Bowl for you. They no longer have the Old Rasputin XV.


Why did I even recommend it? I don’t know. Maybe because I wanted to tell you what a magical night my birthday dinner was?

In any case, we also learned a few things about Bryant Lake Bowl.

Like, it’ll be less than ten years that we’ll be back. Yeah, they have Date Night on Monday nights.

Date Night = Bowling, 2 entrees, a bottle of wine (or two glasses of beer each) for just $28. Yeah. That’s a great date in my book.

Where’s your favorite place for date night and why?



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