There's a pretentiousness to some breweries that I could do without. You know, the uppity patrons upping their feeling of sophistication by sipping sophisticated suds. You won't find that at Smiling Toad Brewery, 1757 S. Eighth St. The place calls no attention to itself in the basement of an apartment building behind a Domino's. The IPAs, though, are certainly worth the attention. A crockpot sits out occasionally, and everybody pets everybody's dog in what feels like a true neighborhood bar.
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