Cascade's sought-after sour beer—the strawberry and the blueberry and the cranberry and the snozzberry—starts out in Beaverton somewhere, we hear, which might as well be France, before coming here to be poured over fruit and inoculated with lactobacillus and stored in barrels and tapped for appreciative crowds each Tuesday. It ain't cheap, but it also never tastes like it should be—the beer equivalent of fine wine pouring out of barrels in tart fig or nutmeg flavors, or simpler berry fruits. And just like at a wine bar, you're best off with the tasting flight. But if you're not in the mood to experiment, the Oblique coffee blonde remains the best version of whatever style you want to call it.
Entertainment: Show up on Tuesday with a raincoat to watch a possible beloved amateur tap a barrel.