Trap Door Brewing

“Plenty of outdoor seating, and appears to be dog friendly on the patio.”

Sarah Redd★★★★★

I was excited to visit because I've tried Trapdoor's IPAs in Seattle and they're delicious. Sarah was a wonderful bartender who gave me a perfect recommendation. There are a few permanent food trucks outside, and they're in the middle of town so it's easy to find a snack nearby. Not too loud inside, and plenty of seating options so that you can choose whether or not you want to watch the game.

Jon Hokama★★★★★

Trap Door Brewing is hands down one of the best spots in Uptown Village. Our chess club meets there every Tuesday night, and it has become the perfect home base for great games and even better company. The atmosphere is always welcoming. It is a fantastic mix of regulars and new faces who appreciate solid craft beer and good conversation. The beer selection is deep and consistently excellent, with something for every palate. A special shoutout to Heather, who takes care of us every week. She truly embodies service with a smile. She treats everyone with respect, keeps things running smoothly,

Joel Keralis★★★★★

Great local beer, although don't expect dozens of beers on tap. Friendly staff. They don't really serve food, but are right next door to several food trucks. There's a covered patio outside where you can eat food from the trucks while also enjoying a cold beer. To-go cans and merch available for purchase.

Nathan Marquis★

Heather from trap door brewing is one of the most saddest and rude person I have ever come across who “chooses” to work in customer service. Then of course after confronting Heather about her terrible attitude and character she had towards my family, Heather immediately resorted to acting clueless and then playing a victim like she had no idea what i was talking about. She knew exactly what she was doing and It’s pathetic to see a full grown adult act like that instead being a grown woman about it. It’s not hard to be a kind person but clearly for Heather it is. On Tuesday night my wife, son,