Beer rules. Fuck it. I’ll say it: beer rules. I came to that decision about ten, fifteen minutes ago. If I was forced, and i mean ‘forced’ cause this would suck, to choose only beer or wine (an oft-asked question), i would choose beer. Maybe its just because i happened to have just taken a swig of it before asking myself the question, but the feeling of the cold glass in my hand, the perfect amount of liquid flow out of the bottle….its near primitive, that feeling. Walking around with only a swath of animal skin around your midsection, and a cool beer in your hand. Does it get any better? And the more beer i drink, the more my eyes are opened to the myriad of flavors that beer can offer. Damn…seriously, we all seem to hold this fact up about wine, and for darn good reason, but the beer is IN us. Before the pyramids, baby.
What do YOU think?
