Ronyay. Vitamin R. Everybody’s favorite cheap (non) local lager needs your help to bring the R back to it’s rightful place.
I know what you’re thinking “Who the F cares, they aren’t locally owned anymore?”, and I feel ya. Lesbionest though: when sitting on the 5 and cursing each and every Californian that moved to Seattle would you rather be staring at the T, a reminder of the company that decided it was a good idea to desecrate the Rainier building in that obnoxious, mid-90s ‘chic’ colorway, or would you rather be staring at the big red R, squinting your eyes and pretending you still see the Kingdome in the distance?
Bonus trivia: I broke two toes in that building.