Start your engines. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving which means the mob-mentality of Black Friday door busting officially kicks off the holiday season this weekend. May your calorie-weary body survive the elbow-throwing throngs of bargain shoppers and may your credit cards not go into the red.
I kid, but only slightly. Prior to waxing poetic about lager and ale, as a retail store manager in my past life I know all too well the long lines, annoyed customers and non-stop Christmas muzak. I can’t help but find it amusing how we’ll spend tomorrow extolling all for which we’re already thankful only to rush out to stake a spot in line to be among the first to acquire more stuff.
Should we give thanks tomorrow for our previous year’s gift scores? “I’m grateful for grabbing up the last copy of the Game of Thrones Pictionary – Family Edition – last year. Now, could you please pass the gravy?”
Again, I kid. On a more serious note, here’s everything I’m thankful for this year. Got to visit the folks out in Arizona, hike beautiful canyon country, eat great food and drink awesome beer. I have a pretty rad job where they pay me to research, maintain, teach and drink beer. There are amazing distributor reps that take care of our needs and hook me up with tickets to beer events. My wonderful family and friends continue to motivate, support and encourage me… and my beer habit.
If only Cottage Hill Package in Mobile, Alabama or Bambooze on Davis Highway held door buster sales. I’d go.
Rest, ye weary shopping folk. Take a break from the chaos. Put down that Blu-Ray of Ken Burns’ exhaustive opus, “Kardashians: Rise of an Empire,” and take a break with us. You probably still have Thanksgiving leftovers on the brain, so I cellared a keg of something special at Hopjacks Downtown just for you.
This one felt more November dinner than October costumes. This is Terrapin’s Cranberry Pumpkinfest, info for which, apparently, is harder to acquire than the limited edition “Receding Hairline Chewbacca” action figure little Billy wants for Christmas. It’s not a part of their Side Project, Monster Beer or Collaboration offerings. I thought it’d be listed under their Seasonal Sessions, but that’s just the straight Pumpkinfest.
Its rarity is something to make it worth braving long lines while its holiday flavors are a comfort. Garnet-berry haze supports an off-white head giving up scents of allspice, currant, orange rind and the expected pumpkin. Tart cranberry notes balance out the pumpkin’s richer tones while bordering on a Belgian sour in style. Big, funky flavors of clove-and-citrus-punch start up front then mellow out to a cranberry whisper in a dry finish.
One last thanks is in order today. Thank you, Terrapin, for always crafting exciting new beer to try. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to camp out for a “Tickle Me, Trump” doll. On sale!