Skip to main contentFeckin Brewing
415 S. McLoughlin Blvd., Oregon City, 880-5608, feckinbrew.com. 3-9 pm Friday.
[FECKIN GOOD] The year-old Feckin is in the feckin
boondocks, a clubhouse of an Irish brewery at the farthest southern
outpost of Oregon City before it becomes farmland. Open to the public
only on Friday afternoons, its taproom is an industrial-park aluminum
shed with a tiny brewery and a foosball table, plus a whiteboard that
fills with Wu-Tang-themed guest logs from visiting couples and
questionable jokes. Two Daves are behind it: Feckin brewmaster Dave
Maher, proprietor at Maher's Irish Pub in Lake Oswego, and Dave Fleming,
the Kells brewmaster and longtime local beer gadabout who came in with
an assist. Feckin is now giving Fleming's own excellent Irish red some
competition. Feckin's IRA is biscuity, balanced with a hefty dose of
hops in its back end; the oatmeal porter counterweights its cereal notes
with a little whiff of booziness. But the Top o' the Feckin Mornin' is a
lid-lifter like few others, an 8.5 percent ABV caffeine-fueled wallop
that perks your liver right up. Should you not want to make
the southerly Friday trek, the Feckin brews tend to show up at Tap That
and at Horse Brass, where the red has taken up a residency.
DRINK THIS: Top o' the Feckin Mornin' is fuckin' great.
WWeek 2015