Quick post from the tram to Mikey’s for BREW DAY. A horror story if you will.
While juggling everything to get on the tram, I dropped a perfectly good bottle of Friedlieb Porter for today’s tasting! Luckily I had two with me, but things are not going well…
Now I’m that guy on the tram who smells like beer. All my stuff is covered in beer. I smell the wonderful aroma that was my coffee porter, but alas, it’s not because I’m drinking it.
Worst thing ever to happen in the history of the world? I think so!