Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear beer,
Happy birthday to you!
(a photo of the birth certificate)
Our beer has a birthday today. Not a (as in singular) beer that was accidentally misplaced or forgotten in a cooler or unintentionally left to roll around in the trunk for awhile. But the (almost case of) beer that is in our garage refrigerator. The beer we offer guests. The beer we add if a rare recipe calls for it. The beer I apparently don’t turn to at the end of an exhausting day.
Call it whatever you will, be it neglect or impeccable self-control or downright shameful, but the fact of the matter is I don’t know how to properly celebrate a beer birthday. Never in my life have I been faced with such a situation of being the owner of year-old beer. The old me would be so disappointed. Does this mean that I’m officially a grown-up now?
I don’t think it would be fitting (or wise or tasty) to drink it, but does this birthday beer deserve to be put out of its misery (a.k.a. down the drain) just because it’s old? I feel an ethical debate about beer euthanasia brewing (pun absolutely intended).
As with all celebrations, it’s the early stages that are the most awkward. I think I’ll break the ice and get this party started by hoisting up my imaginary glass of champagne and toasting to the beer of honor.
Cheers!
This is the official invite for beer’s 1st birthday party. Stop by anytime to salute the birthday beverage. And for your own enjoyment, it may be best to BYOB.
2 comments:
It's still safe to cook with, so I guess you are making one big pot of chili and some beer bread?
I am so honored that I got to celebrate this birthday by washing down one of these year old babies!! Please keep a few on hand for my next sleep over :)
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