Is there something burbling out there? Is that what I was thinking of when I thought of the end of something? Ron prefers polite beer. Boak and Bailey read that and are now exploring words around that idea. Me? I am daydreaming of a nice Ontario dark ale that I plan to have just as soon as this awful bug leaves my corpse. Old school craft beer. From the time before the hop bullies showed up. The opposite of needy, purple-suspendered, kitchen-sinky, loud beer. Beer with a sense of decency.
Did I Hear The Quiet Beer Counter-Revolution Whisper?
Posted by Alan McLeod on Tuesday, August 30, 2011 in Quiet Beer, Low Strength Beer, Ontario, Beer Art, Language and Writing - 11 comments