Hell of a Guy
If everything seems under control, you're not going fast enough. - Mario Andretti

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

How Smart amd I?


I was scanning Facebook this morning when I came upon post from a friend with a short IQ test attached to it.  So, being the brainiac that I am, I took the test.  Result: 120.  And that, my friends, put me in the “Above Average” Category, to which I got a chuckle.

This particular test consisted of 20 questions.  Some were simple words problems.  Others showed a series of numbers or shapes and asked which number or shape – A, B, C, D, E or F - was next in the series.  Being the brilliant, critical thinker that I am, I guessed at the answers to those questions I did not have any idea how to answer.  End result, I scored an IQ of 120.  Sincerely, I was hoping to be instantly admitted into Mensa, but I have received no call or email thus far.  Apparently, one needs at least a 132 to be considered. Oh well!
Does it do me any good to know my IQ?  Should I really care at this juncture of my life? 

I have told people once that in a conversation with my dear-departed mother many years ago, when she said to me, “David, I just don’t know what it is with you.  Is it ignorance or apathy?”  My reply to her and to the questions I asked above, “I don’t know and I don’t care.”

And that is all I have to say about that…

Saturday, April 12, 2014

The Beer Fairy


I’ve been called a lot of things over the 70 years I have roamed this orb, but I think I love the self-ordained “Beer Fairy” best.

I make no bones about being a beer lover, a craft beer lover to be exact, and even more to the point, an IPA lover or Hop Head.  To this point, I enjoy sharing my experience with the hope of converting others to be appreciators of the fine taste of a really good IPA, which is not an easy task.

You see, the vast majority of beer drinkers have been duped for years and years into thinking light lagers, which are really nothing more than diet beers.  What real man would ever drink a beer with a label indicating it to be a diet beer?  So brewers, being very market savvy and knowing their customer base, came up with the “Light” and “Lite” monikers for them.    Marketing is a science, and some of the large brewing companies have it down pat, using it to dupe customers into believing they are actually enjoying a product with flavor and character, making huge profits along the way. 

And then there are those bartenders who are devoid of any extensive knowledge of beer – how it’s made, what’s in it, the difference between massed produce industrial swills and a true craft beer.  Sure, a bartender can prepare your mixed drink – a little of this, some of that, the recipe is in a book under the bar.  They can get you a glass of wine, though most only know them to be “red or white,” but their knowledge wine doesn’t extend much further.  Me, I do not know much about liquor or wine, but it’s my choice, I am a beer drinker, not an elitist. I am not in a position of employment where it should be expected. 

I love it when I go into lounge, bar, or restaurant and meet a bartender who knows beer and appreciates the nuances of craft beer, and can discuss them, someone who knows his/her ales and lagers and can give you an opinion on them, and especially if he/she knows the origin of IPA’s.

IPA, or India Pale Ale, to make a long story short, was a name of a specific type of ale coined by the British for a beer it shipped to its troops stationed in India.  The beer, transported by ship around the African Cape, often spoiled because of the length of the voyage.  It was discovered by adding additional hops during the brewing process it increased “shelf life” to the beer, hops being a natural preservative.  IPA’s have a definite bitter finish, and it is what I love about them.  IPA’s, generally have a lot of character and flavor, though, like of lot of foods and drinks, offer numerous nuances in that flavor and character.  IPA’s are an acquired taste, an once acquired, there is no going back to any massed produced beer – Bud, Miller, Heineken, Amstel, etc.

The title of “The Beer Fairy” I gave to myself when a couple of years ago I began to share some of my favorite craft beers (the “craft” meaning no adjuncts like rice or other weird grains are added during the brewing process) with some of my favorite bartenders.  Typically that would happen when I found out the one in front of me had a passion for good beer – not necessarily IPA’s.  I suppose since I first started sharing these, I may have given away three or cases, not a lot but a good beginning on my quest to educate the masses. 

This is one of the reasons, if not the best one, this guy, the guy behind the keys (or on top of, or in front of) is a Hell of a Guy.

And that is all I have to say about that…