The importance of remaining faithful to true friends
Yesterday afternoon the missus and I were in the supermarket, and while she picked the steaks I made my way to the holiest of holies; the beer section because I knew that there was one brave little Steinie standing between me an an empty fridge. Monteiths Distinction was on special, as was Steinlager, and both of them have served me well and never let me down no matter how dire the thirst so which should I choose? Maybe even both to encourage the shop owner to keep them specials rolling?
But my eye was taken by the new Ranfurly beers, and my mind switched to the clever new advertising on TV. They looked so refreshing and tasty, so I grabbed a box and hurried past the Macs, Steinlager and Speights stands, paid my money and set off home. I resisted the powerful temptation to crack open a bottle for the long drive home (one of the reasons I have a missus is so she can drive the car - dirty work) because the beer wasn't as cold as it needed to be and I wanted things to be right for my first sip.
Into the freezer, mow the lawns to build an even bigger thirst and when it was nice and icey I cracked it open, filled my mug and sucked it back, waiting for that cold, cleansing sensation as icy beer washed the dust from my throat.
Only problem the beer was sweet, bland and uninteresting. None of that bitter hop tang I love so much, or the full flavour of the malt and the crisp refreshment I demand in beer. I was glad for the last stalwart Steinie that allowed me to refresh my mouth and remember what beer is meant to taste like.
An emergency run to the bottle shop later and my fridge was filled with trusted friends and the Ranfurley swill has been put aside as a reminder to stay faithful to good beer and not to be tempted by the evil art of the advertisers.
Don't blame me, I voted Green.
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