It was an indulgent day with the in-laws. First this happened:
Then this:
We decided to heed this advice by visiting the local Buzzards Bay Brewery for a tasting. It was a low-key event. A version of “Desolation Row” was playing as we stepped into the simple plywood-floored room. There were four taps: my favorites were the Summer Wheat ale and a dark English style ale called CIA (Colonial Independence Ale). The other two, a basic ale and a basic lager, I have to admit I’ve already forgotten. And not because I drank too much of the others. Here’s the wheat taste:
While we sipped, the beer guy filled the growlers of a steady stream of regular customers, and the beer guy’s friend the wine guy (he wore a shirt from the local vineyard) told us about the difference between lager and ale. Lager is made with bottom-fermenting yeasts at cold temperatures; ale is made with top-fermenting yeasts at cool temperatures. I’m partial to ales. Maybe it’s the Anglophile in me.
We viewed the tanks:
Obeyed the commands of stickers:
Thought about buying a t-shirt:
And, of course, checked out the tractor:
The Roving Locavore 