Share a good place-based memory involving beer

They call it a "white" stout but let's face it, because of their gimmick, you ate the yellow snow.

 

I still love that beer haha it tastes like a vanilla cake icing and all. So artificial though for anybody curious

 

My first beer ever from a fridge kegerator at a place on Beaver Lake in Arkansas. I was on a dock with my dad and I don't even know what beer it was. Keystone Light? Coors Light? Or maybe Bud Light? It was gross but I loved having my first beer with my dad.

 

I still remember mine. My father amd i were in an Irish pub and we both drank 3 pints of Kilkenny.

 

Drinking a cork and cage Ommegang Abbey at my wedding, while making the rounds to greet my guests. The reception took place in my parents' (and mine for nearly my whole child and young adult life) house. It had an open floor plan, so we removed the living room furniture (this included an upright piano, a large flat-screen, and two colossal leather couches), the old oak hutch, and the giant farmhouse-style kitchen table. We replaced it all with high bar-tables, round dining tables, the dessert table, and had passed hors devoures that were quite substantial. After finishing the entire bottle of Abbey, I moved onto a peach lambic. What fun, what memories, what beer!

 

Mid 90's in the French Quarter. My wife and I on the balcony of Crescent City Brewhouse watching the river traffic and eating some great burgers. Had their Weiss Beer. That was my first non BMC brew. Years later got into this craft beer business. We had a great time. Need to go back.

 

Having a Mythos beer with dinner at the base of one of the sandstone towers in Meteora, Greece before visiting some of the monastaries there the next day. Probably going to be my last visit there and have wanted to see it since the first time I saw a picture of it. Kind of a 'meh' beer but what a great place to be drinking it.

 

Drinking every type of Kernel and Partisan they had at Craft Beer Co in London with my wife and parents! Best beer memory ever.

 

My first day of skiing on a solo trip to Chamonix, I stopped into a mid-mountain chalet and kicked back on the warm, sunny deck with a cross-valley view of Mont Blanc, and slowly worked my way through the largest stein of pilsner I'd ever seen. Then I had to navigate back down to town with rubber legs.

 

Relaxing around a campfire and drinking a Devil's Backbone Vienna Lager after a long hike in Shenandoah National Park this past summer.

 

The first date with my wife. We met at The Portsmouth Brewery and she ordered 5Cs IPA. I was in love from that point on!

 

Was the B & B in at UW-O?

 

Everybody needs somebody to keep them honest, and mine happens to be my brother. We were in Rome together a couple of years ago, and visiting Baladin for the first time for an evening of Italian beer. On our third round I got a glass of their Xyauyu Barrel, and was blown away by how graceful and delicious it was. Naturally I started think about what to get next while offering my brother a taste- saying "dude, you gotta get this." Well, he immediately was all "We gotta get this. And the round after that."

So, yeah, we grabbed the waitress and ordered up 4 more glasses . And all I could think about was just how in danger I was of geeking out too much and missing the moment; that was the beer, and that was the time for it, so stop looking at the damn menu and start sitting back and enjoying yourself. That turned out to be a great night, and that was the way to ride it out.

Naturally, not all of my fave moments revolve around fancy exotic barrel aged beer- but, hey, life throws you curveballs sometimes . It's great having someone on your team who can hit them.

 

Neither the beer nor the establishment was exceptionally extravagant...but drinking Pilener Urquell in Florence at night in the Piazza right across from the Duomo.

 

Sipping Mammoth Floating Rock Hefe in Tuolumme Meadows Yosemite National Park. I was fresh off a long hike in the area. Not sure how great the beer is, but I will always remember it fondly due to having it there.

 

That beer looks evil.

 

Was on vacation during our plant's 4th of July week shutdown in 2011 and hadn't really been doing anything. Tried to find someone to go to Briggs Farm Blues Festival without any luck.

By chance I mentioned the festival to a woman I'd become "friends" with on MySpace and Facebook even though we'd never met in real life. She'd asked some of her friends/family if they wanted to go and nobody did. So we made plans to go on Friday night, but a storm system came through and we pushed it back to the Saturday evening show.

I arrived early in the afternoon with a cooler of homebrew and decided to see what would be, no expectations or pressure. As it turned out we hit it off immediately, and even though she'd never had homebrewed or dark beer before, Lori enjoyed it, we talked, laughed and danced and have been together ever since. And a 5-gallon carboy of Irish/German dark coffee lager is fermenting this week/weekend.