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Tuesday
Sep072010

Beer Me

This past Saturday I had the pleasure of having a few drinks with my good friend, To Kiss The Cook, at one of my favorite bars in Chicago, Small Bar. While I was there drinking one of my favorite beers, Allagash White, and trying a few new beers thanks to my bartender, I noticed a group of new haircuts  that walked into the bar. Without even looking at the menu they ordered a round of Miller Lite (BTW I'm sure they would have ordered a pitcher but thank god Small Bar isn't that kind of place). So I thought...how can you order Miller Lite in one of the most awesome bars in Chicago? Why is Miller Lite your go-to when you have over 120 beer varieties to choose from at Small Bar? Why oh why?! It was at this point that I came to a major realization in my life. I am a beer girl and I enjoy only good beer. Memories all started coming back to me of social events and company outings, ones where I'm the only girl drinking beer in a sea of chardonnay (shutters). I don't like fru fru drinks, I never have. I'll enjoy a glass of wine during the right occasion. I never drink hard liquor. And I hate champagne (calm down ang*) All I need is a Stella, Matilda, Allagash or Blue Moon to get by.

While we are on the topic of things I do and don't like...let's talk about things people have said to me in the past few weeks and why you should never say them again:

"Oh, I forgot you were a beer girl" - It's not the words, it's the tone. I am not beneath you because I drink beer.

"But have you tried..." - I probably have but you'll make me try it again. I'll make a face and that will be the end of our conversation. Now things are just awkward because I don't like your whiskey.

"Kegs are for boys" - Just walk away from me.

"Beer makes you fat" - I'd rather be fat and happy then close minded and thirsty.

So please next time we are out, don't take me to a wine bar, take me to a dive bar with variety and pazaaz, order me a beer and let's cheers to no more new haircuts or rude comments. FYI, I am currently mayor of Tuman's Alcohol Abuse Center (yes, this is the official name) so let's head out now and grab a beer.

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