reply to post by John_Rodger_Cornman
Seeing the thread title, I expected an immediate turn to the biggest flame war the internet hads ever seen, and after reading a few posts, well, i'm
pleasantly surprised at the light nature of replies LOL. But seriously, this hits close to home for a lot of people!
I've had plenty of beer in my day. The past year, very little, as my son was born juat over a year ago, not a big fan of sleep until the past few
weeks finally, I work a ton of hours, have a ton of projects around the house, and generally get about 4 hours of sleep a night - not leaving room for
the grogginess of even a few beers. So i've knocked back a total of maybe a 12-pack in 12 months. Prior to that, i'd have a beer while grilling
dinner, and beyond that, did most of my "real" drinking on special occasions (night out of a birthday, wedding, etc.) or a weekend night in the
summer, where we would typically put down many, many...maaaannny brews over the course of the day and night (and maintain, not act like amateur 14
year olds.)
But...its not about the quantity, its about the quality, the intricacies, the joy of connoisseuring. You can sip a beer and have your senses awash in
another time and place. The fields where the wheat, barley, hops, and sources of minute flavoring ngredients like lemon zest, raspberry, maple, are
grown, the abbey where the monks.go about their days tending to their lambics, the Germans, Irish, Scots, and English brewing up batches of the same
recipe their antecedents brewed 500+ years ago. The finely-tuned processes, the varied yasts performing their own tasks in the alchemical processes.
All of this can be the primary thoughts, at the forefront as you enjoy a fine brew on a beautiful day, or the inherent background tapestry clearing a
path for the mind to unwind. The light buzz even a single good beer can bring, if you pay attention and FEEL. The same also weaves a nice canvas on
which to paint an experience, conversation, or a few moments of bonding with one's guard lowered just a bit.
Beer can also be worthless, tasteless, and used as a tool of negativity. Angry drunks, sad drunks, reckless drunks. Drunks using alcohol regularly in
an attempt to escape themselves. Beer can be an incredible, unfiltered Belgian Ale, an expression of a fine art which can be consumed, tasted,
smelled, seen, and felt. It can also be one shotgun can of Miller Lite after another. Devoid of any real human arts, lacking in taste and complexity,
rubber-stamped by machines at a factory to be churned out as quickly and cheaply as possible. In most cases, a tool of little more than intoxication -
and an ineffective one at that. Don't get me wrong, anything from a light buzz to dull-bore hammered is perfectly fine, as long as you handle it
right, for the right reasons, and know that there is a right time and place.
Others have mentioned the nutrition. Beer was used for centuries more for its status as long-storage, "liquid bread" - potent sustenance in lean
times, whether momentary, seasonal, or longer-term. In short, if chosen right and used right, its yummy, and its good for the mind, body, and soul.