After an unexpected day and feeling renewed, I decided to hit up my local grocery store pub to enjoy an adult beverage, as a reward of sorts for hard work. Wandering the store a bit I made note of a few products like Hard Root Beer; yeah, that’s a thing, in the beer and wine aisle as well as a blood orange ale that seemed very intriguing. There are also numerous pumpkin ales everywhere you turn: Southern Tier Pumking, Dogfish Head Punkin Ale, Evolution Jacques Au Lantern, Schlafly Pumpkin Ale, and Weyerbacher Imperial Pumpkin just to name them all. That’s actually not all of them!
So, I went to the bar but for some reason my desire for a pint subsided. I went home to a glass of water and a toasted English muffin topped with butter. I now regret walking away from beer on tap because it sounds so fresh. Oh well, moving on.
Planning for a healthy dinner, I text my husband with a suggestion: salmon burgers with capers. He suggests beer and pizza at a friend’s house. I respond using the microphone, “I thought we were trying to be strong” and insert a muscle emoji with an encouraging thumbs up.
He asks what we can bring and I suggest a kale salad. He responds with, “Nnnnnnooooooooo” but then admits, “I am the worst enabler.”
I suggest wine and he responds with a reminder that our friends have a keg of beer. All I can think is “Winter is coming” so we better load up on carbs to stay warm during the cold months in an area dubbed as the “Wintry Battle Zone”.
He agrees to salad and I agree to pizza. It’s a compromise. He says to me, “Now everyone is happy!” I guess I’ll get a pretty fresh beer out of the deal after all.
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