short story:
on easter, we all go to the wife's family's place. dinner goes as normal...then about half the crowd leaves (and all the non-drinkers are gone). my wife decides to make dessert, and i think i need a beer to go with it. I break out the six-pack of home brew porter i brought over. I give grandpa a beer. He likes it. Cool.
I'm starting to pour my second one and offer some to my mother-in-law and she accepts. She goes "Mmmmm...this is smooth". I say "Yeah? Its a porter...blah,blah,blah" and ramble into some beer facts. She really likes it and says so again. Then she starts reading the re-used cardboard six pack container that I used to transport the beer with. "Minnnn-doooh-seeee-nooo...Immmperiallll Eyeee Peee Aaaa". She looks at the bottle "Hey, why isn't there any labels on the bottles?" I smiled. She looks at me "YOU made THIS???" I just started laughing.
on easter, we all go to the wife's family's place. dinner goes as normal...then about half the crowd leaves (and all the non-drinkers are gone). my wife decides to make dessert, and i think i need a beer to go with it. I break out the six-pack of home brew porter i brought over. I give grandpa a beer. He likes it. Cool.
I'm starting to pour my second one and offer some to my mother-in-law and she accepts. She goes "Mmmmm...this is smooth". I say "Yeah? Its a porter...blah,blah,blah" and ramble into some beer facts. She really likes it and says so again. Then she starts reading the re-used cardboard six pack container that I used to transport the beer with. "Minnnn-doooh-seeee-nooo...Immmperiallll Eyeee Peee Aaaa". She looks at the bottle "Hey, why isn't there any labels on the bottles?" I smiled. She looks at me "YOU made THIS???" I just started laughing.
When I first started taking my brew to parties, it was "Homebrew? Well ok, I will try it." Now its, "I don't want this stuff(BMC). Where is Joe's Homebrew?"
