knittingknots (knittingknots) wrote,

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Christmas afternoon pondering...

As I sit here, getting mildly potzed on Christmas ale, listening to music on an internet radio station that plays music from 1965-1975, flashing me back to my misspent youth and high school memories, the one thought that crossed my mind most was:

how come the best craft beers I have tasted were brewed in the Pacific Northwest?

I asked my hubby this.  He finished his adolescence and spent a lot of time in that part of the world.  He told me it's because there's nothing else to do.

I suspect he was being prejudiced.

Merry Christmas!

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