Guest Post

Dear Church of Beer,

I recently made a pilgrimage to the Belmont Station. Seeking higher enlightenment on IPA's I purchased a mixed six pack. My first lesson came from Avery Brewing Co.'s IPA of Boulder Colorado. The liturgy of the label made the bottle appealing. Acknowledging, the history of the IPA, created a greater link to the beer for me. The taste was light and sweet. Not overly hoppy, the beer was smooth and great for hot days. I recommend the internal administering of this holy water.

Dear Church of Beer,

Tonight while observing the holy rite of Monday Night Football, I consumed the second IPA. Here is my testimony. I sinned. I misread the bottle. I thought I purchased an IPA from the Laughing Dog Brewing of Ponderay, Idaho. On close examination of the bottle, I had selected a Pale Ale. Not wishing ill of any beer, I tried the Pale Ale. When poured into a glass, I was shocked at it's odd, reddish hue. The taste of beer was like apples, sour apples. The more I drank of the beer, the more I disliked the taste. It wasn't a Pale Ale. It wasn't a red. I will forsake this brew in the future.

Brudha Beer