I found my home tonight. I love hippies. Mad Anthony's brew pub in Fort Wayne Indiana is amazing. It is tucked away, just outside of down town, in an antique drug store. Run entirely by hippies, they have 10 beers on tap. The patrons are mostly struggling musicians and everyone was extremely friendly. Between freely handing out samples of all the beers, talking about the local music scene, and commenting on the fact that I was in possession of illegal clove cigarettes, they went out of their way to make sure everyone who walked through the front door felt welcome and like a regular. I want my brew pub to have the same atmosphere. A few people in the corner were playing cards, some middle aged guys were watching the Olympics and talking about politics, the musicians were talking about the indi music being played, and a couple of collage guys were looking at hotties on their phones. Everyone was drinking microbrew and everyone treated me like I had been coming there since 1960. I don't know. Maybe it was something in the beer, but I want bring this feeling to Dallas.