Anchorage's living room on 6th Avenue. Real halibut, cold beer, loud music, and no reservations — the way an alehouse ought to be.
The Kitchen
Four dishes we'd fight over. The rest of the manifest lives on the full menu.

Five chunks of Alaskan halibut deep-fried in our ale batter. Fries. Tartar. That's it.

One pound of steamed legs. Drawn butter, rice pilaf, broccolini. Cracked table-side.

Lean ground reindeer, cheddar, grilled peppers, salsa, guacamole. On a brioche.

Sockeye smoked in-house, chopped veggies, cream. Bowl or cup or over the fries.
Plate No. 001

The Taps
Our beer program leans hard into Alaskan and Pacific Northwest breweries. The board changes weekly. The good ones don't stay long.
A great Alaskan bar, well worth the visit. Wholesome food, good prices, and a friendly atmosphere.
— Google review, one of five thousand three hundred thirty-nine