In honor of Global Craft Beer Forever, I propose everyone writes about the farthest brewery (including brewpubs) you have visited and specifically the best beer you had there. Again, not your favorite or any old brewery you’ve been to, but the one that is the longest haul away, be it by airplane, car, ferry, rickshaw, whatever. (If you blog about beer but have never been to a House of Brewing, get on it!)
Then, the last part, since this exercise gives us an excuse to drink beer, do one of the following:
- if you brought home a bottle while visiting the brewery and have it secreted away, crack it open.
- if you don’t have any left from that visit but the particular beer is available where you live (or if not your fave from said brewery, another brand from it), go get one.
- otherwise, find a local beer of the same style and do a little compare and contrast.
Time to log into Google Maps and figure out which place I’ve visited is farthest from home, though I’m betting New Zealand is probably the winner. See you on D-Day, June 6th.