This is one of the best things I have read about someone's personal relationship with beer. Maybe it's that I am tired and emotional, too. After all, I found out this morning that a rabbit had eaten one of my Swiss chard patches. But I don't think so. I think Zak captures that thing, that thought that gets clumsily described as passion. Passion is far less articulate and leads down side roads and dead ends when blindly followed. Go read how Zak puts it. While I go to deal with that bastard of a rabbit.
Zak Got Tired And Emotional
Posted by Alan McLeod on Sunday, June 3, 2012 in England and English Styles, Beer Art, Language and Writing, Beer Stores and Beer Shopping - 4 comments