Grizzly Growler

It was Super Bowl Sunday of course. But that’s no excuse. On Friday, I received an E-mail from one Steffen Rasile, of The BarBeerians, asking if I could meet him for a pint at the Kettlehouse on Sunday. Well, I explained that the Kettlehouse Brewing Co. did not keep Sunday hours and suggested Bayern Brewing. We agreed on a 1 p.m. meeting time, apparently, and I settled into my weekend with relish and not a few snifters of Brick & Mortar Imperial Porter.

On Sunday, my phone decided to bail out on me, forcing me to input my password so many times I nearly forgot it. It was too late by then, somewhere between the last beer and the alarm clock, I had it stuck in my head that I was going to meet the Barbeerians at 3 p.m. And so it was that at 1 p.m., when I should’ve been enjoying a pint at Bayern, I was up to my elbows in Frank’s Red Hot, trying to prepare my hot wings for the Super Bowl party later that evening.

So, by way of an explanation, you have my apology Steffen. Please do look me up next time you’re in town, and I shall do the same when I get to Helena next.

And, for all of you Grizzly Growler readers who don’t already know who the BarBeerians are, I’d like to introduce you.

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Prost,

GG