It was not free, and I had to pay. It was a beer fest.
With our entrance fee we received small glasses that we could
take to all the vendors and sample their wares. The first sample was quite good. The next was some brew that they had aged in bourbon barrels. That one ended up in some bushes. A few more nice ones, then
A fish beer (I cross myself as I write this) Ug But that was not the worst. I was quite enjoying myself sampling this and that, when my brother spies a vendor off by himself. We hurry over as we see that there is no line just yet.He tells us about his beer. He says that it cannot be sold because they cannot measure the alcohol content. I took a drink and started to retch. It was an unholy mix. I wanted to lick the pavement just to get ride of the taste, but opted for a few Pinstripe ales from Ska brewery instead. _________________________
