Ello ello!
So, this is silly. This is my first post. For those of you who will take the time to actually read this- I apologize. There won't be anything fun in this...at this point I'm just currently trying to regain web skills.
However!
Do not fear! Do not fret! What is to actually come of this blog...will. (I guess I should probably type some sort of essay in this little layout about what the hell is going through my mind for this.)
And with that...a small story, a book once read...
I moved out to San Francisco on a whim about two months ago from a small little place called Allentown, Pennsylvania. A whim that gave myself 30 days to pack/sell/move my entire life from the East to the West. I'm a mover (shaker, motivator) and never really quite satisfied with anything for all too long. Behind me I left the most amazing groups of people (the manics, depressives, assholes, light hearted, and all around whythehellamIfriendswithyou?ohyeah,causeyou'reawesome! people). I left a job that absolutely loved for all of its crazy moments and faults...and all of the family I had from being there. What I gained from them is a very valuable knowledge and passion...beer.
God yes. You did read that right- I love beer. I, a 110lb little gal (115 soaking wet), drink more beer then most...lots of beer...all types of beer, bottle shapes, sizes, styles...I simply cannot get enough. I can't stop talking about new brews, old brew, brewing styles...it has easily developed into passion. I worked in an all beer bar with 375 different bottles and 20 rotating drafts. (insert shameless promotion here: http://www.tavernonliberty.com/) When I started there, the only thing I knew was that I loved Troegs Dead Reckoning Porter...and Breckenridge Vanilla Java Porter..and maybe a couple other porters. On this note: we will fast foreward a little....
So now, I just want to write down everything I taste.. I find that here, in the lovely city of SF, the beer geeks are few and far between. Don't get me wrong...they are around (I've found them. I've made it my goal.) but I just want them to open up a little bit more. So maybe, just maybe, I can enlighten the lot of them. Maybe I can pull them out of their drunken silence and get them to spread the good word. And maybe, together we can find the hidden gems of this city. Because (my teacher always told me never to start a sentence with "because"...surely I'm going to hell for this) the brews do exsist, the pubs and taverns and dives do follow, and because quite frankly...the beer is cheaper on the west coast!
In conclusion- this whole thing is just a rambling of incorrect sentence structure, poor grammar, and the thoughts and opinions of beer and dives from what may be the smallest titties in SF.
So here's to tits, asses, and big brews!
Cheers!
Amandajo
I find that here, in the lovely city of SF, the beer geeks are few and far between. Don't get me wrong...they are around (I've found them. I've made it my goal.) but I just want them to open up a little bit more.
ReplyDeleteOh, we're here, and we're actually pretty damn friendly. I suggest getting on Twitter… I've made a ton of beer-geek friends through there.
I guess I'll have to jump onto the twitter trend then, I miss being able to talk a ton of beer chitchat. Thanks so much for this post!
ReplyDeleteCheers!
I recommend it. It really is great for SF beer-geeking.
ReplyDeleteCheck this out, too: http://brookstonbeerbulletin.com/babb/ We have a meet-up every month.