Kegwalk: Just in time for a Friday when baseball's back, and chances are, if you walked along Townsend Street's scraggly dirt-margin of bushes and withered condoms earlier today, you'd find a homeless guy blissfully pissing in the sun (ah, spring in San Francisco). Just in time for all of that, Beer & Nosh photoblogger Jesse Friedman serves up a lovely pic-post of a walk through the Anchor Brewing Company in Potrero. It's an amazing swath of interior, a Jules Verne fantasy encompassing squat vats of gleaming copper, brass screw wheels, gauges, glasscocks, tubes and wall plates. Crack a cold one and sip as you scroll. Great weekend, everybody.