Editor’s note: None of the rest of us in the Crew could make it to the Steer before it closed, but AmyO from the Bullpen was able to file one last story from the west side establishment. It will close for good at the end of business today (Friday). If anyone else has anything you would like to share of your memories at the Steer, words or pictures or both, send it to us at nmdarksidebrewcrew@gmail.com.

My boyfriend and I stopped by The Stumbling Steer last night (Wednesday) because I couldn’t let them ride off into the sunset without stopping by for one last Bacon Bourbon Stout (on cask, no less). Just rub it in, why don’t you? Of course, it was a madhouse and service was slow and difficult. What did surprise me, though, was the attitude of the staff. They were extremely pleasant and accommodating. In so many ways it did not seem like the end at all. They were out of some items, but I still saw many steaks and fish and chips coming out of the kitchen. Everyone was enjoying the oh-so-cheap beer like they were their last beers on Earth, not just at the Steer.

There’s nothing like sitting down with your sweetheart, ordering a cocktail, three beers, an appetizer (yes, we had one of the last available orders of the pork bites) and a turkey Reuben, and walking away with a bill that is less than 20 bucks. (The rest of us will really miss the BAG OF MEAT. — Stoutmeister)

While I’m not a fan of country music, I can respect this man and his fitting message: “Oh the last goodbye’s the hardest one to say. This is where the cowboy rides away.” – George Strait

I will miss you, Stumbling Steer.

A Final Cheers to The Steer!

— AmyO