10.17.05
Beer. Also: Beer.

Notes on Saturday's excursion to the Brooklyn Brewery.

"Before": free breakfast at everyone's favorite bar at the crack of noon.

Speeding across the Williamsburg Bridge back into Brooklyn, towards the beer. I had to call all of my siblings to remind them that I lived in NY and they didn't: "Yeah, just thought you'd like to know that we just drove by that 24-hour Russian restaurant... oh, yeah, and the Joe Strummer memorial mural. It's 1:30 and I've already been drinking for, like, an hour and a half."

Free beer tokens that were redeemed for...

...free beer! On the right is an IPA, dry, yet fruity, with strong grapefruit notes. On the left is a Smoked Porter, which is like drinking a glass of smoked gouda.

This guy is (quote) "Really excited about beer all the time!"

Our free beer tokens kept multiplying. Which led to...

...the free beers that kept multiplying. On the right is my Smoked Porter, on the left is a Weisse, Bavarian-style, which was surprisingly light and smooth for an unfiltered beer.

Anyway, we got way more free beers at the brewery than we were supposed to get. Shortly after the above picture was taken we all got hauled back to Bua for free pizza, and more free beer. This where things start getting... uh, confusing. Having had only a danish in the morning and a slice of pizza with about 7 beers, I decided to go get something to eat. I walked out of the bar, past at least 50 restaurants... and then I woke up an hour later in Tompkins Square park.

So, just imagine a picture of me slumped over my purse on a park bench, yelling at a hobo "Leave me alone or I will fight you."

In conclusion, Best Day Ever.


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