In the depths of a barren, desolate forest lay a hidden fortress, guarded by thorny vines and an eerie stillness. Within its cold stone walls was a mysterious prisoner, referred to only as the imprisoned witch. Her presence was as enigmatic as the darkness that consumed her surroundings. Refusing to reveal her true identity or her purpose, the witch invoked both curiosity and fear in the hearts of those who stumbled upon her domain. Whispers of her dark powers and unyielding hold over the forest spread like wildfire, further cementing her reputation as a force to be reckoned with. Legend had it that the witch possessed an uncanny ability to manipulate the elements, harnessing the wind to create violent storms and conjuring fire with a mere flick of her wrist.

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“They changed locations recently,” I said to my wife. We were on the Blatnik Bridge, Lake Superior lay calm to our left with the St. Louis Bay on our right. “Oh really, I don’t remember their old location. Where did they move?” she replied. “They’re in an old train depot, it looks neat,” I said. Our goal was an easy dinner, we had begun a winter trip to Duluth. Pizza sounded the ticket, and craft beer wouldn’t be bad either. Thirsty Pagan it was.

I like trains. I’m no railfain, but the fact that I know the term says something in itself. There is an allure to the industry. It’s cloaked in history—a great deal of cities in the United States owe their existence and growth to the expansion of rail. The fact that so much of our economy still relies on that network continues to impress. No wonder that some of my favorite taprooms happen to neighbor rails, especially when they’re still active. That signature rhythmic sound of the wheels hitting the joints in the rail—it stokes my coals.

Thirsty Pagan moved to their new location in 2019, a train station built in 1908. For most of its life it functioned as a passenger depot, gathering travelers for the Soo Line. A marvelous retro neon sign remains above the building. Rebrands can be an improvement, but when I look at Soo’s new logo compared to their old one I shake my head. What a waste of a beautiful thing. And if you were a 90’s kid and watched the movie Iron Will, you saw this building in it. Much of the charm of an old passenger depot remains. There’s vintage millwork, narrow width hardwood floors, tall ceilings, large windows, and the taproom wanders through hallways and rooms that conjure the past. The wooden doors still have handwritten letters denoting their former purpose. Unless there are still superintendents or general engineers on premise.

We tucked our children on the inside of a booth in the largest area of the taproom. The Wednesday evening crowd was sparse, only a handful of people in the bar (brought from the original location) and a small group of in one of the smaller rooms. Our server approached while we were still settling the kids. We glanced at the beer list and put in our order. The longer we visit breweries the more we lean towards standard styles, of which Thirsty Pagan has many. We stuck on the flagship side of the list, tasting the North Coast Amber Ale, Derailed Ale Pale Ale, and Burntwood Black Dark Ale.

The food was a blur. They sling hand-tossed pizzas with a wealth of toppings. Samantha and I split a Chicken Alfredo pizza while the kids shared cheese bread and snacks. Always snacks. One of the biggest adjustments with having two small children is that restaurant dynamics are a constant wrestling match—with two wrestlers who don’t know the rules and two referees creating them as they go. Our parenting theory is not laissez-faire, we approach things with the mindset of teaching the kids to function as good citizens. But it means a constant stream of “don’t dump marina sauce on the booth” and “don’t shove the bread in dad’s face” and “please just eat.” A little exhausting, but they figure it out eventually.

As we sat and enjoyed our meal, a musician setup on a small stage near us. A few more people had gathered now but it was still intimate. After a few songs, a train rolled through the tracks, visible through the windows behind him. Near forty, novelty is rare. This was an experience I’d never had before. The click clack of the train providing a percussion track to the guitar and vocals was a toe tapping delight. I think about it often when I remember that trip up north. I encourage you to visit Thirsty Pagan and see if you can catch your own lightning in a bottle.

Thirsty Pagan Brewing

In May of 2006 Susan and Steve Knauss purchased the existing Twin Ports Brewing Co. This simple sentence gives insight to the simple approach that these two took in producing a wonderful company, Thirsty Pagan Brewing. Building on a firm foundation of pizza and beer, our two entrepreneurs quickly took a down and out location to a thriving destination. "We recognize our potential in focusing on just two things, pizza and beer. Do those two things correctly, and the world will come to us," says Steve Knauss; and obviously, they have. In February 2011, Gustave Axelson of the New York Times hit the road for a midwestern beer tour of northern Minnesota and Wisconsin. Axelson's tour included a stop at Thirsty Pagan, but you'll have to read the New York Times article to find out the rest. Just recently, Thirsty Pagan has celebrated their 7th anniversary. "We continue to fine tune our well-oiled machine, and look out for our next great adventure, just around the corner!" What that is, Steve would not allude to. However, with the Pagan's pizza and beer as their foothold on the restaurant community, we can only imagine what these folks may have up their sleeves. Show Less

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Thirsty Pagan's version of a West Coast style IPA, it has a medium light body with a tropical fruit like finish!

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Legend had it that the witch possessed an uncanny ability to manipulate the elements, harnessing the wind to create violent storms and conjuring fire with a mere flick of her wrist. The tales told of her escape attempts, using her ethereal powers to outsmart her captors, only to be thwarted time and time again. As a result, the fortress became a prison not only for her body but for her formidable powers as well.

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But as terrifying as the witch's abilities were, there were those who believed that she was unjustly imprisoned. They spoke of her as a misunderstood sorceress, condemned for her mastery of magic, deemed too dangerous by a world that feared what it could not understand. These sympathizers questioned the true nature of her crimes, challenging the legitimacy of her captivity. Locked away behind iron bars and surrounded by an impenetrable maze of thorns, the imprisoned witch lived in a perpetual state of solitude. Time lost all meaning within her dimly lit cell, the passage of days blending into one another. With no human contact, her only companions were the shadows that danced upon the walls, a constant reminder of her ominous reputation. But despite her incarceration, the witch remained defiant, her spirit unbroken. She bided her time, waiting patiently for an opportunity to break free from her chains and regain control over her destiny. With every passing day, her powers continued to grow, becoming restless within her confined world. The legend of the imprisoned witch lived on, captivating the imaginations of those who dared to explore the depths of the forest. Some saw her as a terrifying entity, deserving of her fate, while others felt a deep sense of empathy and yearned for her liberation. The imprisoned witch remained an enigma, her true identity shrouded in mystery. But as long as her powers remained locked away, the fortress would stand, guarding both her and the secrets she held. Only time would reveal what the future held for the imprisoned witch and the void she left in the hearts of those who believed in her..

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