We are often asked these days, “how’s the brewery coming?” At this stage, the question is hard to answer because much of the focus has been on finding a property. We are actively on the hunt, but looking for a location is frustrating, to say the least.
As guests turned to their neighbors and fell into individual conversations, I took a second to sit back and observe the circle. Individuals that had never met before were now exchanging information and making plans to meet up for drinks later in the week. We could have reigned in the conversation and tried to solicit feedback on our recipes, but, in certain contexts, beer need be nothing more than a vehicle for facilitating human connection.
Dusting a passport off for a two-week trip in Western Europe means things are really happening. It isn’t all the planning and booking hotels, flights, or train tickets. Filling up a map with must-sees and must-dos makes me overflow with excitement, but something doesn’t seem real until the passport comes out.
