Stop pretending you like those sterile, fluorescent-lit breweries and grab a pint right where Charles Dickens actually praised the beefsteak back in 1842. Parked on the ground floor of the historic 1828 National House — taking over the old Jack's Department Store space — Holy Hound runs 30 rotating taps that change faster than your weekend plans. Post up at 57 W Market Street until midnight on the weekends, bring your dog to the patio, and leave your mainstream light-beer requests at the door.
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