Liquid Lunchmeat
Thanksgiving, 2007
My brother-in-law is a self-styled beer connoisseur. None of that cheap, mass-produced stuff for him.
Anyway, since he and his wife recently moved to Ohio, we got to spend Thanksgiving with them for the very first time. They also invited some long-distance friends for the day. Come to find out, the man in this family and dear BIL share a love of beer. “But not the cheap stuff!”
They spent a good portion of the day, before dinner, sampling various kinds of beers and introducing each other to their favorites. It didn’t work. They each knew them all already.
Except for this one. It was a smoked beer and my BIL’s proclaimed favorite. His friend offered me a sniff of the smoked beer before he tried it, and soon after I heard him make this proclamation:
“Wow. That’s really good. It smells like you’re drinking liquid lunchmeat.”
