…That’s it. Happy birthday. The man hit one hundred years old today, and is in hospice. I’m not mean. Besides, Carter set in motion the movement to give Americans drinkable beer again. I was there when the beer renaissance happened, and I’m absolutely grateful for it.
So, you know: fair’s fair, and all that.
Too bad the shelves are loaded with noxious IPA. (I get why breweries make it. It’s relatively cheap and fast to make, and stays good practically forever at room temperature. But why do people keep buying it?)
I’ve actually been tempted to start homebrewing again since I’ve moved to the Midwest. Nearly everything is overhopped, and it’s like they don’t believe that crystal malt exists. (There are some available that are ok, provided it’s a style that isn’t heavy on the hops, and doesn’t use crystal malt. But those are like two bucks a bottle.)
And @&$$ Libby Dole with a pineapple.