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Miguel Castillo
Oct 13, 2025
I stopped into Binny’s this weekend and honestly… I think I might’ve found my happy place. The store was so clean I could probably eat a hot dog off the floor (don’t worry, I didn’t—but it looked clean enough to). The aisles are shining, the shelves are perfectly stocked, and everything is organized so neatly it made my inner tailgate planner shed a tear of joy.
The staff? Absolute legends. Helpful, chill, and clearly experts in the fine art of “preparing for a good time.” I asked where to find something for my tailgate, and they pointed me to an entire section that looked like the Super Bowl of beverages. It was beautiful.
They had everything—beer, seltzers, mixers, even that one random bottle your friend swears by but can never remember the name of until kickoff. I walked out feeling like the MVP of the parking lot.
I’m pretty sure I saw my reflection in one of the beer fridge doors and thought, “Wow… this is what peak tailgate readiness looks like.”
Binny’s, keep doing what you’re doing. The place is spotless, the selection is top-tier, and you’ve officially earned a spot in my pre-game ritual.
If you need me, I’ll be at my next tailgate raising a cold one to the cleanest, friendliest, most dangerously well-stocked store on Earth. 🍻