Line Creek – The Reserve (Newnan) Review

Do you like Beer? Do you like the outdoors? Do you like live music, trivia, pro wrestling, and Bingo sometimes? Do you like employees that do NOT want to be there?

Well, we’ve got a drink for you! And it’s not just any drink; it’s a meticulously crafted, top-quality location that will excite your taste buds and convince you your friends like you.

Line Creek The Reserve is one of the best locations in Newnan to accomplish all those goals and more. This place is fine right off the bat, and if you can find four or five beers you love, it will quickly become one of your favorite places nearby. Harold would love more, but he is comfortable with what he’s getting.

The Reserve’s location is just close enough to the square not to make you feel unsafe. Even though you’ll find rougher neighborhoods down the street, I have never worried someone might break into my car or spray paint Gooch across my hood. Drunko vomiting all over my tires? Maybe. But I’d rather that than an entire hoodlum rat family living in my air vents. And while I wouldn’t say I like parking in gravel (I don’t wear shoes if I can help it), there is always ample parking space and easy in/out/upside-down access.

And the gravel doesn’t stop there; as you immerse yourself into the customer base of Line Creek, you are met with more gravel and gravel and gravel. I’ve now typed gravel so much that I doubt it’s gravel. Gravel is tiny rocks, right? Then yeah. Gravel. If small rocks have a different name (“bitty boulders”?), then I apologize.

I’ve already lost you.

The ground of Line Creek matters because there are only a few other places in Newnan where you have your CHOICE of the floor. With a free trial, the Reserve could double as a flooring company, allowing you to test its durability with small kids and spilled Beer. Do you like gravel? Do you like fake grass? Do you like hard floors? Do you like a sidewalk? Do you like a wooden stage? Try them all NOW and get one blister FREE OF CHARGE! I mock, but I adore it. It’s the only place I’m excited for it to be “standing room only.”

The flooring would only go so far without accessible and unique seating options. You already know Line Creek brings the variety there, too. The Reserve looks like it was designed in The Sims by autistic twins—that’s a good thing.

And the beer menu looks like it was created by alcoholic autistic twins–mainly a good thing, but alcoholism kills millions, so hey, no jokes there.

Reviewing the Beer is a challenging task. Line Creek takes out, reloads, and refills various beer options, and while I’m 100% into dark Beer, I am -100% into your fruity melted smoothie garbage. Finding the perfect beer for you is an adventure, no matter where you go. However, personal thoughts aside, you can at least recognize unique flavors and choices.

Line Creek Beer is fine! OK! YOU HEAR ME! IT’S FINE! It’s too lovely for Applebee’s but too gross for a romantic date. A few light options will taste like “Budlight wearing cologne.” Much of the dark Beer tastes like an identical twin, separated at birth, with one of the other dark beers. The citrus stuff tastes like garbage; I won’t drink it. We tried a “Pine” beer yesterday, and it was so bad that we returned it and asked for a new drink (big props–we got it replaced with no issue). They have a chocolate stout that ruined my blood sugar but tasted like perfect blood sugar. There is a ton of variety in The Reserve’s menu, but nothing that has become “my beer.” I have tried almost a dozen at this point, and I’ve still yet to find “my girl (my girl, my girl, drinking from my girl, MY GIRL). And this may be more about my dumb taste buds, but I contribute it to Line Creek Brewery either going too big or too small. Where is the middle ground? I’ll spend $400 a year there if you can give me something I fall in love with. Get all up in the Bussy (the B stands for Beer).

Oh, they do have food trucks (most of the time), but I have never eaten from them. My diet is very specific and so I forget they even exist (I literally forgot about them until I was going to hit “Publish” on this article).

“Harold, it sounds like an easy A+ experience unless you’re just a silly-mustached liar?”

I can be unwholesome when it calls for it, and it’s always disappointing when I have to do it about people. But Line Creek employees (most of whom I have met) do not want you to be there. Look, I get it! On your feet for that long, slinging Beer, collecting glass cups across a 3-mile radius, trying to find peace with the local drunkettes, and having to spin around the “please tip” machine over-n-over-n-over-n-over–it sounds emotionally and physically exhausting. It’s being a bartender without the creativity. But they seem so unhappy to be there that it oozes from behind the counter and makes me ashamed even to place an order.

I am not saying every employee is like this. I hope everyone has an incredible experience at The Reserve, has fallen deeply in love with the staff, and has camped out in a tree over their bedroom. Me? They seem to hate me. They seem so excited at the idea of me leaving them alone. I am not saying it’s not reasonable (have you met me?), but it is deflating. I don’t know Beer very well, and I’d love to feel encouraged to ask them things like, “Hey, what them hops do?”

And I know I’m not the only one. I have spoken with at least four other people who echo the message that the employees seem like their heads are in the “is it go home time?” clouds. I don’t know if this is a reflection on the hires, the schedules, the customers, or our imaginations, but it does sour the non-sour Beer for me.

My girlfriend describes it as a “grouchy culture,” which I don’t know what it means, but I agree. It feels like an intentional choice. Instead of an HR meeting, they have an HD meeting (human disgust) and discuss methods for looking as annoyed as possible with us.

AGAIN, I know not every employee is like that, but enough to where it needs to be pointed out.

I have two other minor complaints from my last visit: flies and tables. Both have not been the norm of my Reserve Reservations (jk–don’t make a reservation), but the flies were out of control last Monday.

“Then don’t sit outside, Harold!”

I’m talking inside flies!

You see, aside from your typical door, Line Creek also has a to-go window for people to place orders, offering double the choice and double the fly entrance. And while I don’t need having flies use my outdoor Beer as a method of suicide, it is concerning watching flies buzz around the little teapot sprouts that give us our man juice. The outside flies have a direct-to-DVD connection to your Beer, and that’s a failure of a store design. Make the flies go through a Wipe Out! style obstacle course or something–damn.

Tables have now been added to the grassy knoll area of The Reserve. I don’t know if this is a permanent change, but I will be gutted if it is. I understand a brewery isn’t made with kids in mind. Still, this area has always been incredible to watch children play around in (and I don’t mind showing off my SOCCER skills for a minute or two, too). If the tables stay, this place immediately stops becoming a regular for me and my kid. LET MY KID RUN FREE AS A FOX GIRL! This week, that was not possible.

Thankfully, there is a lot more to do at The Reserve than sip beer, chat about your poly friends, and watch your kid pretend to be a wolf in the grass. The Reserve has a ton of live entertainment and mostly hits the sweet spot. I am not a fan of live cover songs, and I see no point in hearing it when Spotify exists, but a handful of great musicians have been coming through The Reserve. You can also hear the king of trivia, Super Geek Trivia, do their magic. And the top of the bar, they also do Pro-Wrestling indoors!

The people who come through Line Creek are a different breed than your Alamo, RPM folks. These guys, gals, and ghouls are calm, thirsty, and excited to try a new beer with an old friend. The atmosphere of Line Creek The Reserve is precisely what you want in a brewery, and it comes across thanks to a great community, ample space, and a decent beer menu. If you give this place a chance, you will likely return half a dozen more times. It will become a place you forget about and then go “oh yeah! We could go to The Reserve!” The deeper you get into the cogs, the more you may find a problem, but if first impressions teach us anything, it’s that you can find a safe place, with a safe community, to get drunk at a reasonable cost. The dream!