So this month for the Session, John Holl at Beer Briefing wants us to tell a story:
One thing about drinking a lot of beer is that occasionally you’re going to have a bad one. Perhaps it was infected or spoiled by light. Perhaps the brewer or brewery was new and still working out the kinks on a particular style. Regardless, you couldn’t finish the beer in your glass and moved onto the next one.His story is one of a Smuttynose, which was skunked or old and soured him on a relatively good brewery for nine years.
|I'm sorry I misjudged you. Can we be friends now?|
Everyone but me, of course.
When I voiced that opinion, Shaun, Koch and the crew stared at me like I was an idiot. Then Shaun called me an idiot. So I ordered a Smuttynose IPA and found an enjoyable bouquet of citrusy, hoppy deliciousness.
Great story, right? Okay, fine, here's one I bet no other Sessionista will throw out this month.
I was in Egypt at the end of 2010. Glad I went, because I think travel there will be dicey for a while. And let me say, it was a great trip to what I found to be a wonderful country with some truly first-rate people.
|No, not that Stella.|
Despite its rich brewing history, modern beer in Egypt was ranged from undrinkable and dangerous for a while, and then was deregulated in the 1980s and is now merely terrible. It has two main beers, both made by Heineken, and both bad on a level even a Bud drinker would find unappealing. I have been known to enjoy an Old German or a Genny Cream Ale in my time, but Egyptian beer did not cut it.
It's also hot in Egypt, as you may have heard, leading one to crave a decent beer after a week or so.
|Yes, that's Akhenaten.|
On draft I found no Fuller's, no Bass, not even a Stella Artois on draught. They may have had Guinness, but trust me a nitro stout was not on the docket for me that day.
They did, however, have Heineken, which I ordered along with a pizza I dared to hope would be thoroughly mediocre (it was).
I got my large, cold, glass of Heineken from the tap, and took a sip.
It was, arguably, the most delicious beer I've ever tasted.
So you see, redemption is often just a matter of context.