I love going on the forums and reading through discussions of people’s favorite beers. I hardly every hear Budweiser, Coors, Miller or anything normal, which is what you see people “normally” drink.
I always see some exotic beer that they’ve had maybe once. I’ve also caught some people up in their discussions when I realized they hadn’t even had a taste of the beer they were discussing. What in the world is that about?
Let’s be honest. We go to the bar and we get our favorite beer. We get the one we always drink. We love the exotic beers that are hard to find and not commonly sold. We love new tastes and textures. Of course, we’re up when it comes to trying something we’ve never even heard of before.
But, we have a favorite. It’s the one at the local store. It’s the one at the liquor store on the way home. Do we try new things every once in awhile? Yes. But, don’t we normally go for what we know? Most of the time.
If you disagree, please feel free to comment.
So, I’d like to know what you guys drink. What is your favorite beer? Throw us anything, worldwide. But, I would hope that you’ve drank your “Favorite” beer more than once and that it’s not just an exotic beer you thought would be fun to include in this survey.
A lot of people have a hard time dealing with alcohol addiction. This article is not from AA, but it has good advice, so you should sit down and read all of this to find out how you can effectively quit without using AA!
Do you have a religion that you can turn to in order to help you quit? Do you think being in a group such as AA will help you quit? Do you think AA will help you quit alcoholism?
First of all, you need to trust yourself and believe that you can do it. You don’t need to have a religious background, unless that helps you out. You just need a lot of self esteem. You can do it! Have you heard of Anthony Robbin’s Awaken the Giant Within? You have the power. Don’t think about failure, you can do this.
Tons of people have warned you about alcohol Your body reacts to it as a poison as well (ever vomited?). It strains the liver and kidneys flushing the stuff out. There’s no beneficial content in the alcoholic drinks. You don’t need it. Toss that flask in the trash bin right now and dump your vodka down the drain, that’s all you need! If you really need the alcohol, it might be too hard for you to quit straight up like that and you should see a doctor first.
Always keep in mind your end game. Keep in mind what you’re trying to do with your life. Regain your health and respect of your peers. All you must do is lose that booze.
So, that is the fact. Not too hard, eh? Really, in the end, that’s all there is to it. Don’t hesitate and do it. You’ll be really glad that you did because there is no better choice than this one. Absolutely, no doubt about it.
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When you have your bar and your cabinets built, you’ll want to get to drinking in it…Now. But, I’ve seen some make shit jobs that aren’t really all that great. Then, I’ve seen some expensive setups that are way out of the reach of most of us.
So, here’s the home bar the easy way:
The kegerator is the first thing you put in your bar. It keeps your keg cool and it adds style in an inexpensive way.
This kegerator can actually make the entire bar. If you choose to use a kegerator like this to hold your kegs, you can make it a part of the bar’s counter top. Then, you only need counter space on each side. That’s a setup made easy, as easy as it gets.
Grab a tap handle of your favorite beer and now you’ve got something to really get you bragging. There are tap handles of all kinds, from your favorite domestic to your favorite import. As a promotional tool, every beer you can think of has a beer tap handle for commercial uses as well as the home bar enthusiast.
But, just in case you have a beer of your own or some other “unrecognizable” libation, get the beer tap handle you can write anything on that you want.
Tell people, “Try Me!” Give your concoction a name. Have fun with it and write, “Make Your Own Beer…” or whatever else you might come up with to prank your friends.
You’ve got the bar. Dress it up in style. The kegerator and a beer tap handle can turn any room into a bar. Your bedroom, your dorm room (oops), your garage, your basement, your tree house…
Anywhere!
Cincinnati Poem
We’re in Cincinnati and it’s good to be here
In a city of pork and a city of beer.
Old beer signs everywhere you walk:
“Good Old” Brucks, Brenner’s XL Pilsener, John Hauck
Barbarossa, King Gambrinus, or Crown.
You eat you some Pork hocks with leeks and garlic cloves, you need beer to wash it down.
Similarly, to go along with a pint of beer, you need more than a pretzel
You need Pork Meatloaf with brown gravy and spaetzle.
A big pork sandwich and something to drink,
Geisbauer, Bierbrauer, Linck.
Nothing chintzy
Here in Cincy.
Like it or not, Cincinnati was not vegetarian.
It went for pork shanks with bread dumplings and a pitcher of Bavarian.
No lemonade, no cranberry juice, no apple cider,
But a big mug of Weber’s, Lackman, Jackson, Mohawk, Gerke, Burger, or Foss-Schneider.
And all of the pig was used, even the snout
To make Bierwurst, Mettwurst, Bratwurst, piled high with sauerkraut.
Beers with distinguished names like Butcher & Weidmann and Windisch-Muhlhauser
To give a sense of dignity to the drunken carouser
City of suds and city of swine,
Some greasy goetta sausage and a glass of Christian Moerlein,
Or Little Kings cream ale
Beer by the bottle, the barrel, the hogshead, and the pail,
Golden brown glasses of beer with nice big heads
And Hudepohl-Schoenling, Cincinnati’s finest, hu-dey “Hu dey think gonna beat them Reds”
It was the national capital of beer.
In 1890, they produced a million barrels a year.
Old breweries along McMicken Avenue on the hill north of Liberty Street,
Making beer out of water, yeast, sugar, plenty of hops, and wheat.
Oh in Cincinnati there was lots to do:
You had a Hudy and a Pork cordon bleu.
Cincinnati was a regular culinary riot.
How sad to be on a diet.
What a terrible loss.
To miss out on the roast pork loin with beer sauce.
And it is politically incorrect
And you may object
To my saying so, but I suspect
Something joyful and boisterous and profane
Was lost when we decided to abstain.
A man sitting down to pork braised, roasted, fried, boiled, battered, with a glass upraised,
A man who is a little fried himself and his eyes are glazed.
That may have been the night he became your daddy
Here in Cincinnati.
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If you ever find a place that you want to call home
and you can name off the reasons why,
then you’ll be as lucky as this guy!
