Ah, beer with coffee in it, a real conundrum of a viscous circle. "time to pass out, but too wired to get there". Yikes and yaarg, all in one fell beer swoop. Hope it was as good as your story about it. And I'd LOVE to meet this Bear fellow, as long as I get to stay by the front door of his establishment. I picture a very mondo guy with a lot of chest hair poking out of the top of his shirt that knows even more about the sudsy.
(I'm sure you described him early on, but my memory is certainly not as keen as it thinks it is...)