We had our second “folks from work” game night last night. This time it was where we wanted to have it the first go-round, Fercott Fermentables.
The difference was striking. Fercott has a fantastic, laid-back vibe; we played in the far back last night, but the next time I think we’re going to colonize the nice wooden table in the front, which has more room for a larger game like Power Grid or Concordia, and more seating for the more casual games that we could play as well. They have lots of beers, if that’s your thing, but also a surprisingly solid selection of what I call “hipster drinks,” only half-snarkily. I drank two Shirley Temples and a really good root beer.
I’m glad that my discomfort the time before came from the circumstances of venue and not just a general “I can’t handle playing games in public” sort of situation. I should have known better; I used to spend almost every evening at the local game store, after all. But I’m now actively looking forward to our next game-playing venture, something I couldn’t say the last time.
Also, Power Grid continues to hold up, more than a decade after its release. Also also, I won, I think for the first time. I promise that that’s not why Fercott left such a positive impression. Well, mostly promise.