I have the unfortunate distinction of having known Jason King for many, many years. I knew him when he was a long haired metal head who wore nothing but Pantera and Cannibal Corpse t-shirts. I was around for his brief and, dare I say, mediocre foray into motorcycle maintenance. Hell, I even knew him when he lived in a dilapidated squat with trannies, junkies and people so fucking punk rock that having a reasonable conversation with them was impossible.
Yes, I know Jason King, and of all his phases and incarnations his best yet is bar owner. I mean really, have you been to The Broken Record? Jason took some shit hole in the Exclesior and made it one of the best bars in the city.
So it is with this in mind that I relate to you the excellence of The Church Key. Sure I can go on and on about how it has high-quality, unique beers you’ve never heard of from around the world that rotate on a weekly basis. Or how it has the coolest wall paper I’ve ever seen (some type of Victorian/Hieronymus Bosch hybrid). I could even go on about the great local wines or how The Church Key sells amazing European style meat and veggie pies. But the best part about this place is that it has been instilled with Jason’s trademark unpretentiousness and…well, who am I kidding? They’ve got $2 beers!!!! Woo-hoo!! Thanks for not being a douchebag Jason!
The Church Key
1402 Grant St. @ Green