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Sightseeing in Oregon: Barley or Hops?

We got home late last night after a wonderful two week trip to San Francisco for the RWA conference, and then a week in Oregon with relatives. One excursion took us from Salem to the Oregon coast, with a brief stop at Otis, a wide spot in the road, for what was supposed to be their Marionberry pie, but turned into lunch. Most of the rest of the day was spent at scenic beach spots where I observed my husband, his sister and her husband endeavor to identify every living piece of flora and fauna. The cold, windy, gray day didn't make for any striking views, but there's a rugged beauty in the gloom. Can't say much for the 'beauty' of the smells of congregations of birds and sea lions. We ended up on the streets of Newport, where we had dinner at a brew pub.

So, here's the Question of the Day. You're in a brew pub. You go to the area of the restrooms. There are two doors. One says "Barley", the other says "Hops." Which would you open?