Food menus, sadly, were absent. Unlike many bars, this one was more of a venue of spirits, multiple senses of the word."That we do," he said, smiling and reaching for a mug - one of the big ones, too. "What kind of business brings you this way, then? Hmmm... ", he added, starting to fill the mug. "Horseshoe salesman?" He peered over the counter at the lack of horseshoes and chuckled quietly. "Probably not. Athletics, maybe?"