For the lucky few, there comes a shining moment that gives meaning to their lives…
The latest issue of the Sly Fox Newsletter went out this morning, leading with the story of a plump, bearded beer writer who’s about to make history.
No, it’s not me showing up for a beer event.
And it’s not America’s Most Beloved Beer Writer (© Jack Curtin’s Liquid Diet 2009) leading a commando raid on the headquarters of the Pennsylvania Liquor Control Board.
It’s not even Sixpack, who’s hardly bearded at all.
It’s this guy…
…and he’s so proud of what he’s done with his life that he’s even created his own label to commemorate it.
Yes, eminent beer historian Dale Van Wieren will be tasting and logging his 10,000th beer at Sly Fox Phoenixville on November 21, an an “amber Pils/Dubbel/Bier de Garde hybrid of about 7.5% abv” according to The O’Reilly.
I heartily urge one and all to be on hand for the historic moment. Plus there will be a brand-new one-off beer to try and maybe even a chance to stand in line waiting to do so. It will be like geek nirvana.
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Since I live in Ohio I won’t be there, but this story is good stuff.
[...] drinking and logging of Dale Van Wieren’s 10,000th beer at Sly Fox Phoenixville on November 21 will still be an impressive achievement, but it will not be [...]
Kind of sad, actually.
Kind of sad compared to what? Dale’s led a good life, inspected nursing homes to make sure they were up to snuff, and is a good guy to hang out with. What’s so sad about that? That the guy took some notes on the beers he drank? Believe me, Dale’s no ‘ticker.’ He doesn’t take a sip and shout hooray, he drinks and enjoys beer and conversation.
Why don’t you go pee all over a Star Trek convention?
You be Da Man, Mr. Lew! Unless, of course, the “kind of sad” was a reference to this not being the record setting event we figured it was going to be, in which case…never mind—and I’ll make fun of you later.
“Kind of sad compared to what?”
Kind of sad on an absolute scale, not a relative scale.