Eric: As a real estate appraiser, I go into stranger’s homes daily. This is both good (nice people, offers of homemade cookies), and bad (hoarders, more hoarders). Today, I was lucky to enter the home of my new friend and honorary BrewBoyz Carl. As I was inspecting his apartment, I noticed this:
Cold beer. 4 taps. INSIDE. In NEW YORK CITY. It was custom built for him as a birthday present by a friend, who is clearly the greatest friend ever. Carl is a home brewer, and poured me a glass of his “Wittekindstrasse Hefeweizen”, which he named after a street he had lived on in Germany. During my recent hop-crazed year, I lost sight of what got me into beer in the first place: a good German or Belgian wheat beer. This one was light and bubbly and was really great as a midday surprise drink on a hot day. Thanks Carl!