This review is probably about 10 years overdue, but in a way I'm glad I waited, because I got to…read morewatch the whole story unfold.
Long before Four Sons Brewing existed, I knew one of the actual four sons, Drew. Our parents lived on the same block in Huntington Beach, and I'd regularly see him walking home from fishing at the beach. Just a good local kid I knew from the neighborhood.
Then I took off for about five years.
When I came home, Huntington Beach had changed, and one of the places that immediately caught my attention was this brewery that had appeared in an industrial stretch off Gothard: Four Sons Brewing.
I walked in knowing absolutely nothing about it and immediately loved the place.
It had that rare daytime brewery atmosphere that you can't manufacture with an interior designer and a marketing budget. Industrial without trying too hard to look industrial, laid-back without being boring, games everywhere, locals hanging out, rotating food trucks outside, and seriously good beer.
And I mean the full gamut of beer.
You can drink a crisp, light lager that tastes like it was specifically invented for spending an entire Southern California summer afternoon doing absolutely nothing productive--or go completely the other direction into something dark, rich and complex enough to feel like a meal in a glass. Whatever your preference, these guys know how to make beer.
Then, on one of my visits, I hear:
"Hey Mike, how you doing?"
I look up.
It's Drew.
That's when I learned that the brewery I'd stumbled into was literally Four Sons--his family. His father had started the brewery for his four boys.
And suddenly the whole place made sense.
I don't know Drew's brothers well enough to speak about them personally, but Drew could not be a better ambassador for what this place represents. He's talented, hardworking, funny, relentlessly likable, and one of those people who seems almost incapable of letting the people around him have a bad time. He even built and installed the games himself.
Then I got to watch something pretty damn cool happen.
Over the next several years, I watched Drew hustle. I saw Four Sons beer start appearing in grocery stores and liquor stores all over town. It wasn't some overnight-success fairy tale. There was actual elbow grease behind it. Drew was out there getting the product into stores, talking to people, building relationships, smiling, working, and doing it again the next day.
And the product backed up the hustle.
Then came more locations, including Main Street and Bella Terra, and I remember thinking that I couldn't imagine a family more deserving of the success.
But here's the important part: even if I didn't know Drew, I'd still give Four Sons five stars.
If Drew were some completely unlikable con artist, the beer would still be good enough to earn a permanent place in the rotation. The atmosphere would still be excellent. The food-truck lineup, games, local characters and unmistakable Huntington Beach flavor would still make the original Gothard brewery worth visiting.
Knowing the people behind it just makes an already great product better.
The moment that really brought the whole thing full circle happened years later when I went to Tennessee to visit my sister. I walked into a liquor store to grab some beer for my brother-in-law, looked at the shelves--and there was Four Sons beer.
A little brewery I remembered appearing on Gothard in my hometown had somehow followed me halfway across the country.
I genuinely couldn't have been happier if I'd found my own product sitting there.
There's something very American about watching a family build something from scratch, make a genuinely good product, roll up their sleeves, work their asses off, treat people well, and then watch the world slowly start noticing.
Four Sons is one of those stories.
So if you like great beer, good food, games, local flavor and the kind of brewery where spending an afternoon somehow turns into spending an evening, go to Four Sons.
Your hard-earned money is going to people who built something themselves, serve a quality product, make you feel welcome while you're there, and somehow deliver an experience that feels like it ought to cost more than it does.
I couldn't recommend them more highly.
So Drew--and the entire Four Sons family--here's a toast to you guys.
Watching what you built go from a neighborhood brewery on Gothard to finding your beer sitting on a shelf thousands of miles away was pretty damn cool.
Keep going. You earned it.