7 Breweries in That You Shouldn't Miss

Reviewed By gnkuyps

Let me preface this review by stating that I was horribly (HORRIBLY) hungover when I visited this brewery over Labor Day weekend. After a super, fun-filled, all-American Labor Day weekend road trip from Seattle to Yakima accompanied by shooting at an indoor gun range (also Yakima) and a $125 speeding ticket (also Yakima), we stopped at Bale Breaker. I was mildly annoyed, mainly because of the speeding ticket, but also because I discovered I'm a terrible shot. Dashed as my dreams were, I forged ahead... We enter the brewery doors from the extravagant parking lot (there must be AT LEAST 50 spaces). We're greeted by plaid-wearing, bearded men. They're the coolest kind. I don't order a beer, but they don't mock me and they point me to the direction of the water cooler. My friends both order different beers, which I don't taste just in case my hangover decides to react unfavorably to alcohol (again...). They swear they are amazing. One of my friends who frequents Yakima and the brewery twice a year explains to me that they have the best pretzels. She proceeds to buy two bags of pretzels to give as wedding gifts to her best friend back in NY (who is apparently OBSESSED with these damn pretzels). Now, there's two things that I love to eat when I'm hungover: cereal and dry pretzels. I had already eaten half a box of Crispix in the car, so I'm excited to move onto pretzels. She brings over a bowl (which are free, by the way, because Bale Breaker is the most amazing brewery in the world). I pop one in my mouth. They taste like heaven on a crap day. They have this flavored dust all over them, which I assumed was a Ranch-like dust. I eat the entire bowl. We take some to-go. I contemplate breaking into the wedding gifts as I lay down and rest in the back seat of the car. I don't, but I want to. Long story short... GO TO THIS DANG NAB BREWERY.