Behind the bar, Kyle pours beers and bevs. He’s reserved with his smiles, but when you earn a grin, it’s worth the wait and effort. Partial to a Peach Mimosa, made from champagne and a juice concoction that’s too delicious to describe with accuracy, I start a tab. I’d just have one but I’m no quitter.

The dogs are on deck. Loveday and Siggi hang side by side while Tom Petty surveys the scene, judging canine and human from the righteous perch on his owner’s lap. Tapping the Admiral is dog friendly in that not only are dogs allowed, they’re encouraged and welcomed. Water bowls and treats await their attendance.

Old sail style awnings cover bar seating and misters reminiscent of Key West, spray away the day’s heat and humidity. The stage is just a few feet away and the conversation between Kayleigh and her audience is intimate and friendly. If a house concert, back yard party, and outdoor wedding bar had a love child and that kid was raised in community with the best of friends, Tapping the Admiral it would be.

Against the wall leans a portrait of Admiral Horatio Nelson, no clear relational tie to bar owner Nelson Owens, except for the shared name and possible bend toward mischief.

Admiral Nelson died in battle in Trafalgar in 1805, his body was preserved in brandy for the journey back to Gilbraltar. Legend has it that his crew tapped the brandy keg, toasting their departed leader, birthing the phrase, tapping the admiral.

But don’t let this reference point disturb or dissuade you from Beaufort’s spin on Tapping the Admiral. If the spirit moves you to Beaufort Spirits Company’s outdoor bar, you’ll feel a kindred breeze blowing across from Taylor’s Creek. Clink a glass to the Admiral, for even in darkness, there might be light at the end of the tunnel and brandy in the keg. And, if that’s not your thing, try a Peach Mimosa … or four.