Amplified Ale Works

San Diego, United States

4.3

Open now

20 reviews

Accepts Credit Cards
Free Wi-Fi

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Bussiness info

Takes Reservations
No
Delivery
No
Take-out
Yes
Accepts Credit Cards
Yes
Good For
Lunch
Parking
Garage, Validated
Bike Parking
Yes
Wheelchair Accessible
Yes
Good for Kids
Yes
Good for Groups
Yes
Attire
Casual
Ambience
Casual
Noise Level
Average
Good For Dancing
No
Alcohol
Beer & Wine Only
Happy Hour
Yes
Best Nights
Wed, Fri, Sat
Coat Check
No
Smoking
No
Outdoor Seating
Yes
Wi-Fi
Free
Has TV
Yes
Dogs Allowed
Yes
Waiter Service
Yes
Caters
No
Has Pool Table
No

Description

Specialties

California Kebab & Beer Garden offers fresh, Mediterranean influenced fare and over twenty thoughtfully selected craft beers. We will soon be brewing our own beer under the label of Amplified Ale Works. Our patio offers communal seating to replicate the beer garden experience found in Europe, but with an amazing view of the Pacific Ocean.

History

Established in 2012.

The original California Kebab opened in September of 2009, near the campus of SDSU. This is our second venture — we up’d the size, atmosphere, and the beer, and look forward to serving the Pacific Beach area.

Meet the Business Owner

JC H.

Business Owner

The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-​improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds– pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum… it’s breathtaking– I highly suggest you try it.