For the Love of Beer

Despite learning a horrifying phrase at the end of the first paragraph, which I shan’t repeat here but consider yourself warned, it is, indeed, good to have a reminder that today is National American Beer Day.

Who knew? Well, obviously … er … um … never mind.

Right. Drink up, dreamers. And, yes, I’m pretty sure you’re allowed to call bullshit on the infographic.

And then try some more rousing beer-related trivia and suggestions, including bathing in the stuff, apparently, but I don’t care what anyone says—letting beer go flat so you can wash your hair with it is a sin.

Anyway, yeah. Happy National American Beer Day. Cheers.

Oh, right. The Unfortunately Requisite Disclaimer: Drink safely. Be well.

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P.S. — I would tell you to hug your favorite brewer, but, sorry, Dave, I’m not driving out for that. You know. Don’t drink and drive, and all that. And, well, it’s a football day. You know how it goes ….

A Note to Dave

A note to Dave:

No, seriously, dude, chin up. Or something. Okay, I don’t know. But at least you’re not Mendocino, who are taking a hit because a small brewery in their association is getting too successful.

No, really, man, I got no clue. How’s your slow-cooker technique going?

Good beer, a good sandwich, a good soup or stew to go with … you know … like Sammy Hagar said, that’s … what … dreams … are made of …!

Okay, yeah, that sucked.

But, you know, come on, dude. Madera Verde beer and chili? Put Auburn on the map.