Jack Curtin’s LIQUID DIET

7 Responses to “Bryson beat me to it….”

1. Lew Bryson // Oct 7, 2008 at 11:14 am

   You know, from what I hear, yours has always been shorter and more funny.

2. jackc // Oct 7, 2008 at 11:22 am

   Geez, you know there is such an opening there that I am having a difficult time maintaining my better instincts…

   If this beer writing thing don’t work out, you definitely have a future as a comedian’s sidekick (I was gonna say “straight man” but that would only set you up and return the favor).

3. Lew Bryson // Oct 7, 2008 at 12:07 pm

   I’m the straight man? I’m just going back to this well-known account of our dinner in Ceske Budejovice:

   “Kerry ordered this monster thing that came in a pot like the pickled sausages had come in, a hunter’s pot of duck, bacon (big, thick slab stuff, delicious), ham, “smoked meat,” two kinds of dumplings, and long-cooked cabbage. We laughed and exclaimed over that one; the ‘medallions of wild’ were tasty but tough, unidentifiable slices of mystery meat; Jack’s sausage was thin and uninteresting…”

4. jackc // Oct 7, 2008 at 12:09 pm

   It’s not your unfortunate fixation on a certain object that bothers me most, it’s that the object appears to be mine.

   That’s it. No more road trips.

5. Lew Bryson // Oct 7, 2008 at 12:18 pm

   “Appears” to be yours? Oh, dear…better check the label.

   Sure you don’t want to go to Pittsburgh in January for the Hofbräu opening?

6. jackc // Oct 7, 2008 at 12:20 pm

   Don’t force me to get a restraining order.

7. Lew Bryson // Oct 7, 2008 at 12:31 pm

   From the look of that picture, you’d be better off worrying about Casey.