Fruity

I'd like to apologize for yesterday's post. It wasn't appropriate and I apologize. I wasn't drunk, grieving, or distracted by anything serious here on the road as I type this on my phone - I just made a mistake. I know that no one goes to the Internet to read about or see the so-called 'antics' of household pets. Who cares about funny dogs or what cats think? Zero people, that's how many. I wasted every one's time with a strange and pointless digression on the morning habits of domestic livestock, and for that I am heartily sorry.

So back to home-brewing, at long last. Particularly fruit beers. What's up with fruit beers and why don't I make them, what's wrong with fruit beers and why would anyone want one, why aren't there any good ones and where in the world are there people who aren't foolish enough to waste water making them? Let me ask you this - hasn't this happened every time you've had a cherry bock or a blackberry porter, or worst of all, a raspberry wheat beer - you've drunk a bit of it, identified it as, yes, a fruity beer, and haven't you had the same thought every single time: the silly asses could have used this fruit to make a pie. Or put it on ice cream. Why do things go so wrong, why is the world so perverse?