Obtaining a keg of beer in Knoxville?

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Vercingetorix

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A year ago, faced with the prospect of having my toddler cut into my pub time, I bought a keg fridge so that I could keep draft Guinness in my own house. And I must say, I don't know that I could ever go back. There are a lot of afternoons when my wife and I will sit out on our own deck, enjoying perfect pints of creamy stout, and talk about what a great idea the keg fridge was.

But now we're vaguely talking about moving back to Knoxville. My question is this: how does one get a keg of beer there? I order them through the liquor store here, but I know that liquor stores there can't sell beer. Do you just call up a beer manager at Kroger and order them? Does the fact that I'm going to want a specialty beer like Guinness mean that I'll have trouble finding it? I've got to scout this out before I start seriously considering moving home, after all...

(I was way too poor to do much better than cases of Black Label when I was at UT, so I don't know what the keg laws in Tennessee are.)
 
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I know that Wal-Marts sell kegs in Knoxville, but I have no clue what brands.
 
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Find the knoxville area beer distributors, you could google warehouse sites in knoxville. Once you get the contact info I'm sure they'll only be too happy to hook you up.:thumbsup:
 
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Budwiser disp' off of central st in knoxville you have to put a deposit on the keg...and your good to go
 
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Pilot on Cumberland used to carry kegs but I don't know if you could get Guiness.

I go with Dan4Vols advice - find the distributor and ask them.
 
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Try the New Knox Brewery in the Magnolia Ave/Depot Dr area if you like. They will surely sell you a keg.
 
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volinbham said:
Pilot on Cumberland used to carry kegs but I don't know if you could get Guiness.

I go with Dan4Vols advice - find the distributor and ask them.
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They still do, but the most popular is Natty. :wacko:

Checking with the distributor is a great idea. If you weren't looking for one like Guiness, you could just walk into any grocery and just pick one up.
 
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Krogers by Western Plaza (may be your best bet for Guiness)
Wal-Mart off Walker Springs
Pilot on the strip
Bi-Lo next to West Town mall
 
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Toddy's on Kingston pike is another place that willbe glad to help. I am almost positive they can get you kegs of the good stuff.
 
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Ah, I'd forgotten about Toddy's. That might work.

Thanks a lot for all the excellent suggestions. I'll make a few phone calls and see what I can find out.

(Yes, it's pretty sad that I would want to know this before we think seriously about moving back home. But hey, I like Guinness. A lot.)
 
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It's a meal in a can. :thumbsup:

Man... I don't know if I could deal with that all the way over in Knoxville. I'd be trying to track down a keg of Rogue or Widmer.
 
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Due to Georgia's draconian laws governing beer distributors, I'm hopeful that you could actually get a better selection of microbrews in Knoxville than you can in Atlanta. You can find places here with 200+ taps, but they're largely all megabrew and "big micro" types of things; I don't think there's anywhere in Georgia that has as good -- and as frequently rotating -- a selection of micros as, for example, Barley's in the Old City. I'm just not sure yet what's available to the home aficionado.

But Guinness is a staple; it's mother's milk. Gotta have that.
 
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I'm going to bump this thread up from the grave. Do these places all sell Corny Kegs? I'm looking at moving to Knoxville in the somewhat near future and I'll need somewhere to fill my kegerator.
 
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Random, but true, story about a keg purchase. When I was in college in MaconGa, the family of a fraternity brother of mine had the right to annually renew a boatslip at the Hyatt on River Street for the big holidays down there. At the time they had a pretty good size trawler that a group of us would stay on every year during St. Pats. One year, I rode down a day after the festivities started and my friend whose family owned the boat asked me to bring an extra keg from Macon because there were none to be had in Savannah and he was afraid that what he had on hand would not last (I think we had bought seven kegs in advance but somehow one extra was going to make or break the whole event in his mind). I agreed and me and two friends piled into my Trooper with the keg. After passing the Soperton exit (middle of nowhere), my engine pretty much exploded. Most people did not have cell phones at this time but we were able to coast close to the next exit where we found a cinderblock store with a phone. Unfortunately, we could not get ahold of anyone in Macon and all our friends in Savannah were out on River St. AAA did get a tow truck to come from Soperton but the guy would not give us a ride anywhere but to his shop and I definitely did not feel like spending a Friday night in that town. As dusk settled in, we offloaded our keg, said goodbye to the Trooper and and basically left ourselves in the hands of fate. Fortunately, three students from Ga Southern happened upon us in a Cherokee and they agreed to take us to Savannah if we gave them the keg. The Southern students needed to make a quick stop in Statesboro, which turned out to be a several hour detour at an extremely shady acid-type party in some ramshackle duplex where I was absolutely convinced that everyone was biding their time until they got the chance to cut our throats and steal watever we had on us (my paranioa probably had something to do with the red dirt tree that they insisted on sharing with us during the first phase of the journey). Eventually, our saviors decided it was time to head on down to River Street. Fortunately, we were able to convince them to allow us to buy them a few cases of beer and let us keep our keg, which I and my two friends somehow carried down those wet cobblestone stairs without breaking our necks and then (even more amazingly to me) got the thing half a mile down River St. without having drunken thugs steal it.

It would be fair to ask if I would do this again, and at my age with my current responsibilities I'd have to decline, but if I'd known exactly how it was going to turn out at the time before undertaking the mission heck yes I still would've done it.
 
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VolunteerHillbilly said:
Random, but true, story about a keg purchase. When I was in college in MaconGa, the family of a fraternity brother of mine had the right to annually renew a boatslip at the Hyatt on River Street for the big holidays down there. At the time they had a pretty good size trawler that a group of us would stay on every year during St. Pats. One year, I rode down a day after the festivities started and my friend whose family owned the boat asked me to bring an extra keg from Macon because there were none to be had in Savannah and he was afraid that what he had on hand would not last (I think we had bought seven kegs in advance but somehow one extra was going to make or break the whole event in his mind). I agreed and me and two friends piled into my Trooper with the keg. After passing the Soperton exit (middle of nowhere), my engine pretty much exploded. Most people did not have cell phones at this time but we were able to coast close to the next exit where we found a cinderblock store with a phone. Unfortunately, we could not get ahold of anyone in Macon and all our friends in Savannah were out on River St. AAA did get a tow truck to come from Soperton but the guy would not give us a ride anywhere but to his shop and I definitely did not feel like spending a Friday night in that town. As dusk settled in, we offloaded our keg, said goodbye to the Trooper and and basically left ourselves in the hands of fate. Fortunately, three students from Ga Southern happened upon us in a Cherokee and they agreed to take us to Savannah if we gave them the keg. The Southern students needed to make a quick stop in Statesboro, which turned out to be a several hour detour at an extremely shady acid-type party in some ramshackle duplex where I was absolutely convinced that everyone was biding their time until they got the chance to cut our throats and steal watever we had on us (my paranioa probably had something to do with the red dirt tree that they insisted on sharing with us during the first phase of the journey). Eventually, our saviors decided it was time to head on down to River Street. Fortunately, we were able to convince them to allow us to buy them a few cases of beer and let us keep our keg, which I and my two friends somehow carried down those wet cobblestone stairs without breaking our necks and then (even more amazingly to me) got the thing half a mile down River St. without having drunken thugs steal it.

It would be fair to ask if I would do this again, and at my age with my current responsibilities I'd have to decline, but if I'd known exactly how it was going to turn out at the time before undertaking the mission heck yes I still would've done it.
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haha, fantastic
 
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vols kick balls said:
I'm going to bump this thread up from the grave. Do these places all sell Corny Kegs? I'm looking at moving to Knoxville in the somewhat near future and I'll need somewhere to fill my kegerator.
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I know it is my first post, so let me assure you all it is not spam. That being said, in my search for a new regulator for my kegerator, I have found a location for you to purchase your corny kegs. Check out Ferment Station - Homebrew Supplies It is out west a bit but it has a pretty large selection. Sadly I have still been able to find a local merchant selling a decent regulator.:angry:
 
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VolunteerHillbilly said:
Random, but true, story about a keg purchase. When I was in college in MaconGa, the family of a fraternity brother of mine had the right to annually renew a boatslip at the Hyatt on River Street for the big holidays down there. At the time they had a pretty good size trawler that a group of us would stay on every year during St. Pats. One year, I rode down a day after the festivities started and my friend whose family owned the boat asked me to bring an extra keg from Macon because there were none to be had in Savannah and he was afraid that what he had on hand would not last (I think we had bought seven kegs in advance but somehow one extra was going to make or break the whole event in his mind). I agreed and me and two friends piled into my Trooper with the keg. After passing the Soperton exit (middle of nowhere), my engine pretty much exploded. Most people did not have cell phones at this time but we were able to coast close to the next exit where we found a cinderblock store with a phone. Unfortunately, we could not get ahold of anyone in Macon and all our friends in Savannah were out on River St. AAA did get a tow truck to come from Soperton but the guy would not give us a ride anywhere but to his shop and I definitely did not feel like spending a Friday night in that town. As dusk settled in, we offloaded our keg, said goodbye to the Trooper and and basically left ourselves in the hands of fate. Fortunately, three students from Ga Southern happened upon us in a Cherokee and they agreed to take us to Savannah if we gave them the keg. The Southern students needed to make a quick stop in Statesboro, which turned out to be a several hour detour at an extremely shady acid-type party in some ramshackle duplex where I was absolutely convinced that everyone was biding their time until they got the chance to cut our throats and steal watever we had on us (my paranioa probably had something to do with the red dirt tree that they insisted on sharing with us during the first phase of the journey). Eventually, our saviors decided it was time to head on down to River Street. Fortunately, we were able to convince them to allow us to buy them a few cases of beer and let us keep our keg, which I and my two friends somehow carried down those wet cobblestone stairs without breaking our necks and then (even more amazingly to me) got the thing half a mile down River St. without having drunken thugs steal it.

It would be fair to ask if I would do this again, and at my age with my current responsibilities I'd have to decline, but if I'd known exactly how it was going to turn out at the time before undertaking the mission heck yes I still would've done it.
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Statesboro, GA those were some good times...
 
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