We had a lovely little brewery near us, but it went out of business. They made a copper ale that would knock you on your ass after two. I don't remember ever being that drunk off of beer, especially after only two.

I'm really not a big beer drinker. But I do remember being served this wretched German beer at a friend's house once. It was from this little town in Germany that counted on their hops harvest and brew for their income. All the hops were in one silo and it caught fire. Because the entire town counted on the harvest and the beer, they made the beer with the blackened hops. The people decided that this would be their "signature", so they made it that way every year from then on. It was awful.


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