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The Uncertainty Abounds As Yuletide Looms Edition Of The Beery News Notes

That’s that. Eleven months in the books. Tomorrow? The true Yuletide madness really begins. But before we get all holly jolly, the news in brews this week has not be uplifting. I was surprised last week how much positivity there was. As you will see below, this has not lingered if my reading is to be believed. Except if the British Guild of Beer Writers is to be believed as many of the awards presented last evening were won by familiar friends around these environs: David Jesudason for the treble including best book for sure but also Jessica Mason for business writing as well as Emmie Harrison-West including for communications about diversity and Eoghan Walsh for best self-published plus audio comms as illustrated. I knew them when. Err… read them when. All well deserved. And perhaps better than a silver cup… big congrats to Ruvani de Silva who got her story of the rise of foamy beer published in the lofty pages of the Washington Post:

Foamy beer is a centuries-old European tradition, but in the American market the phenomenon has spread from a nerdy niche to a veritable tidal wave of foam-focused pours across the United States. Increasingly curious drinkers have put bad memories of sticking their fingers into Solo cups at college keg parties behind them and are seeking out the perfect pour, where the presence of beer foam enhances their drinking experience — aided by the arrival of Czech Lukr “side-pour” taps and a new interest in British-style cask engines.

That’s writing for real Bezos bucks, folks. Sweet. Now, remember those successes as we now get back down into the weekly grind. Starting with a question asked by the Morning Advertiser: where have all the pub guides gone… including one published previously by the UK‘s AA Limited, trading as The AA (formerly The Automobile Association)… the people with that nice mod yellow and black logo:

Before you shout “it’s all online now” – it isn’t. People think the AA do everything online but it still produces a book. It’s called The Restaurant Guide and the strapline is written by Janson Atherton, the Michelin-starred chef. So goodbye printed pub guide and hello Michelin man… restaurants ahead of pubs apparently.

The article somewhat confusingly traces the end of the Good Pub Guide which went from being an actual book to an online publication in 2009 and then ceased being updated there in 2021. They also note the loss of the Eating Out in Pubs book which Michelin had put out. Was that one last seen in 2018? Mudgie asks reasonably “is there a decline in the number of people interested in seeking out unfamiliar pubs?” while Matthew noted “I literally had a guide book about pubs published a month a go” as well as:

It also misses the point that the publishing industry has been decimated by both access to free stuff online and inflation making producing high quality print very expensive. This is the toughest I’ve ever known it as a freelancer, I don’t have enough work.

My only quibble is the comment on “free stuff” given paid online came and continues to come from bloggers (even those hiding in those difficult to access newsletters) some of whom decided to get into books and mags starting around 2010-12 and then a few of whom proclaimed themselves “beer experts”, a handful of whom actually are… in specific areas of expertise. We remember that access to audience does not necessarily denote quality in such matters. Consider this sort of made-up cleverness that is less than convincing. We remember too that audience is also no guarantee to reward. Consider now Pete‘s honest sharing this week of the realities of even someone who has voice a voice and topics as well as he has. So the reality is there has only been a living for a few in this area of scribbling. For many it is largely augmented by other income. Most do it for something between love and an itch. What, then, is the “free stuff” in this context I ask… with every sympathy. I do think about that when I read the names of all those shortlisted for last night’s awards.

To make matters even worse, to Matthew’s list I might have also added the sudden wave of crap A.I. generated shit and how (i) it is shit and (ii) how it undermines the expectations of readers, now realizing that some much of the text we encounter is too often A.I. generated shit. Imagine reading this, remembering I used to subscribed to Sports Illustrated. No wonder making a go of it is so hard. [Operative words being, of course, “used to”!] To be fair, I still get The New Yorker and Flagmaster,* international man of mystery that I am, both in physical format. So support those you like if you want to read their writing. And I think about this as well when I read the names of all those shortlisted for last night’s awards.

And yet… and yet… we have to be honest about how layering on that we see the UK bracing for the coming tide of Yule with some sobering… sober… semi-sobered stats out there for the trade, included in this article by James Evison in TDB:

– “the average Brit now drinks… only about 124 pints of beer, which is half the number of 50 years ago“;
– “a third of adults would avoid drinking at Christmas altogether“; and
– “more than half (56%) of 18-34 year olds looking to avoid alcohol over the festive period, compared to a quarter of those aged 55 and over.“

You know, especiallly listening to some blander beer boosting pundits, you would think that something apparently called neo-temperance is to blame and not just a case of folk either finding times tight, wanting to get healthier or finding fun things to do other than getting laced. Like flags, for example. They are fun. Or gardening. Hmm. See, even thought I try to find the uplifting stories for you, I am personally more inclined to sees this all as an overall shift. And a shift towards something else. In Canada as was illustrated neatly by Jason Foster of On Beer who issued some national stats, tracing the plateau and descent that brewing hereabout seems to be experiencing:

…the real story here is the negatives. Nine of 13 jurisdictions report a reduction in the number of breweries per capita (15+). Given that Quebec’s number was previously undereported, there likely isn’t much growth there either. Had I gone with the most recent population data from Q3 of 2023, things would have looked even worse (I didn’t because we can’t get an age breakdown for that dataset). The clear conclusion from this table is that the growth of craft beer has stalled and that with population growth this means the industry is actually starting to fall behind. We are seeing fewer breweries to serve the available market than we did a couple of years ago.

Again with Matthew, he hints at the same thing in the UK, that a reckoning is coming: “speaking to a lot of breweries, so many are up against the wire, even those who may appear on the surface to be thriving, behind the scenes it’s a different picture” so expect to see more exits in early 2024.** While entirely embracing the excellence of folk like Katie at The Glug,*** please ignore some of those “insta expert insider” newsletters while you are at it. There are some amazingly bad takes out there – still! – telling who ever will listen that this is just a blip in the manifest destiny of craft. Seems folk gotta stick to that script. Props gonna prop.

Bad takes and sometimes bad actors. As we see, given the facts as reported, in this simply inspirational if not somewhat defining subtly saucy take****:

Ultimately, Durstewitz says that to expand, Bevana Partners has to stand for quality and reliability in the eyes of wholesalers, retailers, and most importantly, drinkers. Bevana isn’t a household name now, but Durstewitz says the plan for next year is to create marketing materials like shelf talkers that direct shoppers to Bevana brands specifically, which may be grouped together on a shelf.

May. Be. Note to self: don’t jump into something about a decade late with no real plan other than being taker on the take. And of course, there are the tales of the workplace like this piece by Will Ziebell in The Crafty Pint on burnout in the small scale beer industry. It covers a lot of ground that has been explored before but, still, one wonders who has been writing all those not award winning brewery puff pieces and how (or why) they missed what was apparently right there all around them:

During his time in the industry, Tony says expectations around long hours and bad pay were so common that people would talk about it openly during industry events – and not just between sessions over a beer. “I used to go to the conferences and people would be onstage talking about how we’re in the industry because we love it and the pay is going to be shit with long hours,” he says. “That’s within a presentation experienced brewers are giving us, so it felt like we were being set up to put up with this stuff. You can only do that for so long.”

But… but still… even with all that, all the taking and not giving, there is still good stuff. Stuff worthy of awards or at least admiration. Utterly conversely to the above downpour of downers, Alistair wrote about his recent return to Prague where he once had had an extended residency (something like Cher in Vegas?). Upon his review and found a spot he knew:

…I could have stood there all afternoon just gazing at the city that for 10 years I called home, though this time tinged with melancholy. I was missing Mrs V, and the Malé Aličky, and promised myself that next time I come back to Prague, they will be coming with me. Several times as we strolled through the orchards on the side of the hill, I stopped and just listened, marvelling that such peace and quiet is still possible in a major European capital city. Coming off the hill at Ujezd I spied a brewery sign I hadn’t seen in many years, that of Primátor, and then noticed the sign behind it was for one of our old hangouts, Dobrá Trafika.

And then he wrote about the bar snacks, a favourite theme of mine: “…we had nakládaný hermelín, utopenec, and škvarková pomazánka, with classic Šumavský chleb to spread all the unctuous goodness onto.” No, I have no idea either but it sounds great.

Similarly, Martin found lovely scenes in London and published a photo essay worth checking out. And then he found a seat under an arch:

Two great staff (“Enjoy, my friend“), one cask beer, a 6% IPA that will be in my end of year awards. Cool, chewy, gorgeous (4.5). Proof you only need one cask beer on, just as someone once said. Bit quiet, but then it was 4pm and the mile only gets busy from late on Friday, but the rumble of trains above my head and the jazz soundtrack, at perfect volume, sealed the deal for me.

And Pellicle (as Pellicle does) published another interesting story, this week one by Tim Anderson on beer’s adjacent bev sake explaining both the subject and the experience of researching:

At first I’m afraid this might all go over my head, but Shōji and Momiki are both enthusiastic, good-humoured, and most of all, thorough guides. They take me on an in-depth, whirlwind tour of the entire sake-making process. We visit a sacred water source on top of a mountain, we meet the farmer who grows the rice, and the man who grows the kōji used to ferment it. With all of this presented to me, it becomes easier to understand how sake really can be imbued with meaning, and a sense of place that goes deeper than terroir.

See, that’s good stuff. And there’s gotta be more to read that’s not just a grim reminder. Let’s see what’s out there. Jeff left his notes on the plane. Which is a drag sure but it’s not without, you know, being the cause of a shamelessly cheeky and perhaps even insolent rise of an eyebrow:

I arrived at Portland International Airport last night at 11pm, or 2am on the East Coast time to which my body is currently adjusted. I immediately deplaned, leaving my coat with the notes to brewery tours at Jack’s Abby and Sacred Profane tucked in a pocket. By the time I realized the error and returned, efficient Alaska employees had already buttoned up the gate and departed. All of this is a preamble to today’s rare post of newsy bits—and why I’m outsourcing content today. While I wait with fingers crossed to see if the coat comes back to me, let’s chew on these items.

Come back, Jeff’s coat, come back! That’d be good if it did. And places for beer are still opening like Iron Hat in Alberta, like Recluse Brew Works in Washougal, Washington – and like the new beer spa in Sykesville, MD called BierBath and… and… a place in San Francisco called Otherwise Brewing planning to sell only gluten free beer. So it’s still churning along. And beer is cheap at beaches in Turkey. Don’t forget that. And Mr. Protz joined in on the articles on Dark Star’s version of Prize Old Ale adding plenty of detail:

The beer is astonishingly complex. It pours a deep russet brown with a dense collar of foam. The aroma is dominated by a musty note brewers call “horse blanket” with notes of burnt raisin and sultana fruit, wholemeal biscuits, spice and pepper from the hops, with touches of bitter chocolate, espresso coffee, liquorice and butterscotch. The palate has creamy malt, burnt fruit, spicy hops, coffee, butterscotch, liquorice and acidic notes. The finish is bittersweet with sour fruit, peppery hops, chocolate, coffee and butterscotch with a dry and acidic finale.

Holy gambolling gums! Lots going on there in the theatre of that particular maw. All good.

Yet… yet… and yet… the freshly award winning Jessica Mason has opened my mind scientifically speaking to an entirely new branch of concern with this startling health related news:

…there are multiple documented instances in which children diagnosed with fetal alcohol syndrome were born to mothers who denied that they consumed alcohol during pregnancy… The studies ultimately concluded that chronic male alcohol exposure – defined as consuming more than five drinks per day in a four-hour window – could create the core fetal alcohol syndrome birth defects.

Really? That’s a lot to take in. What’s next? Well, if only go by these stories in chronoligical order (and entirely for Stan) this is what is next: “‘My dog is drunk’ … owner discovers her dog has hit the bottle.”

Fin. We are done. I know I’m done. When you get to the drunk doggie story, you have to be done. Remember, ye who read this far down to see if I have edited these closing credits and endnotes (as I always do), you can check out the many ways to find good reading about beer and similar stuff via any number of social media and other forms of comms connections. This week’s update on my emotional rankings? Facebook still in first (given especially as it is focused on my 300 closest friends and family) then we have BlueSky (90) rising up to maybe pass Mastodon (906) then the seemingly doomed trashy Twex (4,427) hovering somewhere above or around my largely ignored Instagram (159), with unexpectly crap Threads (43) and not at all unexpectedly bad Substack Notes (1) really dragging up the rear – and that deservedly dormant Patreon presence of mine just sitting there. All in all I still am rooting for the voices on the elephantine Mastodon but BlueSky is catching up. And even though it is #Gardening Mastodon that still wins over there, here are a few of the folk there discussing beer:

Anyone else? Anywhere else? Yes, you also gotta check the blogs, podcasts (really? barely!) and even newsletters to stay on top of things including the proud and public and certainly more weekly recommendations from Boak and Bailey every Saturday and Stan at his spot on those Mondays when he is not SLACKING OFF! Look at me – I forgot to link to Lew’s podcast. Fixed. Get your emailed issue of Episodes of my Pub Life by this year’s model citizen David Jesudason on the odd Fridays. And Phil Mellows is at the BritishBeerBreaks. Once a month, Will Hawkes issues his London Beer City newsletter and do sign up for Katie’s now much less occassional but always wonderful newsletter, The Gulp, too. Ben’s Beer and Badword is back with all the sweary Mary he can think of! And check out the Atlantic Canada Beer Blog‘s weekly roundup. There is new reading at The Glass. Any more? Yes! Check to see the highly recommended Beer Ladies Podcast. That’s quite good. And the long standing Beervana podcast . There is the Boys Are From Märzen podcast too and Ontario’s own A Quick Beer. There is more from DaftAboutCraft‘s podcast, too. All About Beer has introduced a podcast… but also seems to be losing steam. And there’s also The Perfect Pour. Plus follow the venerable Full Pint podcast. And the Craft Beer Channel on Youtube and remember BeerEdge, too, and The Moon Under Water… if you have $10 a month for this sort of thing… I don’t. Pete Brown’s costs a fifth of that. There was also the Beer O’clock Show but that was gone after a ten year run but returned renewed and here is the link!

*No, you are!… you’re a big dopey loser with weird hobbies… I’m not… I’m not… quit it… stop.
**The medium may be the message but the messages may vary, too. Just look at this week‘s pointed poke at my font of jealousy from Katie: “We were exceptionally lucky—there was one free table. This never happens, I’m sure. We sat down with our almost-finished pints and ordered a roast dinner and a huge plate of venison stew.”
***Yet in Dorset a “brewery in Peaceful Lane will replace a dilapidated chicken coop” defying all the odds after agreeing to no tap room and no on-site sales.
****And those insta-update about the lawsuits are pure gold!

A Slightly Less Puffed Up Edition Of Your Thursday Beery News Notes

Here I am. Still on vacation but at least at home making dinners rather than forking out for them. Let’s be clear. I am not a cheap date when out and about but at the same time I do have my limits. Big city fun can hit that after a few days so nice to be back in the backyard for week two. Well, once the rain lets up. Gotta say, though, Montreal is my favorite big city even though I am maritally prohibited from rooting or the Habs. Drove past the front gate of the original and still operating Molson brewery established in 1786 when I got a bit lost in traffic coming into the downtown. Quite the edifice.

Speaking of working, on Wednesday Gary posted an image of a 1938 Quebec beer delivery truck out in winter. Looks like a display as those boxes look empty and stacked way too high. I cropped this image out of the right hand corner. I love the guy’s look. Button suspenders over a tucked in sweater, high lace leather boots, fedora and tie. And look at the window in the background. Signs – perhaps in neon – for Brasserie Frontenac, Boswell Cream Porter as well as Dow Old Stock Ale. These brands were all related to provincial firms that merged in 1909, the amalgamation which inspired a young E.P. Taylor two decades later to start off on his global merger mania. The truck and many of the boxes are also labeled with Dow’s Black Horse Ale. Cream Porter was still a thing when I lived in the Ottawa Valley in the mid-1990s under the Champlain brand made by Molson and in fact and early beer review on this here site was for Labatt Porter. Now there is a style that needs revival.

What else is going on? A few more ripples caused by the long piece in Pellicle on the state of IPA today are worth noting. JJB himself wrote positively of the explanation and agreed with how the code of IPA (as opposed to the definition) is effective for Stonch as a publican:

I can tell you that consumers with only a cursory knowledge of beer know what IPA means to them, and moreover that concept tends to be very similar across the board. When someone asks for an IPA, I know which taps to point them to.

Matt himself was unhappy with his thoughts being “torn apart in a @BeerAdvocate thread…” but that is a bit of an unfair statement as it was also praised there. His tension is reasonable.* There is a dismissal of old school thread writing but it is always good to remember that many there (folk who have no interest in blogging or certainly no interest in the dead end world of semi-pro beer writing) who know a hell of a lot about beer even though there are, yes, many oafs. For example, I entirely agree with this from someone on the site for fifteen years:

Once breweries realized that some of us were well and truly over the murkbombs, they started relabeling, or at least redescribing. It’s one of the reasons I’ve been shying away from any packaged beer called IPA unless I’m already familiar with it.

And also this from a seventeen year BA veteran:

It appears to me that the craft beer industry is viewing IPA = money and given this consideration I suspect that we will continue to see more and more beer brands with this labeling. They may be brands that can fit within one (or more?) of the categories that Matthew Curtis listed in his article or maybe they will be some brand-new name (e.g., New England style Wheat IPA) that some person just willy-nilly comes up with to make money.

Exactly. See, along with avoiding humour and any actual grasp of much of history, good beer culture has a very hard time with debate. It’s apparently uncomfortable for those trained on the short course who then have decided that they know what needs to be known, like a teen watching a movie with their parents when a dirty bit come on No, in craft beer culture it is a fundamental principal that you have to all sing from the same hymnal because it is all… great! That is why it generates no serious academic discourse – or even researched to and fro anymore. “Expert” is sorta of a participation award. Can you even call doing something “taking a course” if it fails to generate any deliverables that aren’t just repetition by rote? No, to discuss and disagree is rude. And that is one main reason why general good beer culture isn’t taken seriously.

Related perhaps, Ron summed up a trip to the USA and his observations on the beer scene this way:

I’m just back from the US. Wasn’t that impressed with the beer selection. Mostly: IPA, Sludge IPA, Sour Shit, Sour Shit with fruit, Sludge IPA with shit, Sludge IPA with fruit and shit, Pilsner.

Boak and Bailey unsettled me with a related consideration following up on a post from Jeff on the idea of session a few weeks back:

Jeff Alworth is right – most people (quite wisely) haven’t let themselves get bogged down in precisely what these terms mean. They just know that a brewery choosing to use a relatively more obscure word to describe its product is saying “You’re no rube, you know the lingo, welcome to the club.” As Matt points out, though, these terms are suffering the same fate as ‘craft beer’, becoming applied so widely, to products of such varying character, that consumers are beginning to distrust them. When you’ve decided you tend to like beers labelled IPA, and habitually order IPA, there’s only so many times you can be served something that doesn’t fit your mental model without getting irritated.

I am not sure what “quite wisely” is meant to suggest here. Basically, there isn’t much light between what is being said about the meaningless of craft beer’s terminology as code and Ron’s observations about how shit IPA has become due to the breakdown of meaning. Meaning it is no longer even code. You have to take a cartoon character approach to still suggest there is any integrity in all this. Which is what is being done, of course.

My thoughts? What’s the level below lowest common denominator? IPA might as well be “eBeer” or “iBeer” now. The meaninglessness has hit max and all it serves to do it shout “drink me, fool!” which is why I focus on the adjective and not the noun EEEPAH. And avoid anything like a flogged flavour wheel in favour of the theater of the mouth.** Fortunately, as we know, things have three names. In this case, there will be the name on the can or tap handle, the name the brewer uses and the name the beer knows itself by.

Which is perhaps why the lager boom is so attractive. It retains far more stylistic integrity that the botch US craft has made of the IPA everything concept. Paste magazine has gone so far as to say this is the best thing in the good beer world these days:

That’s the biggest thing that has changed, in the last few years—i.e., the pandemic era—ease of access to good craft lagers has increased exponentially, and breweries have seemingly gotten much better at making them! Even breweries not particularly known for lager are now frequently producing excellent examples, and I’ve seen a notable number of breweries also rebrand themselves to revolve more tightly around lager as a central philosophy.

One more thing. Stan picked up a thread from the IPA story, an actual fact about a yeast strain and unpacked it to explain how beers branded as Steam Beer do or at least did actually display a unique trait even though Steam Beer has little unique to do with steam:

In 1911, while conducting tests as part of another project at the University of California, T. Brailsford Robinson discovered just how different steam beer yeast acquired from California Brewing in San Francisco was from lager strains. “The yeast of the steam beer has accommodated itself to these conditions (warmer fermentation and the clarifier) to such an extent that it can no longer be employed for the preparation of lager beer, while lager-beer yeast may without difficulty be used for the manufacture of steam beer,” he wrote.

Neato. Also neato? Old lost Halifax Nova Scotia bars. Also neato? A Doctor Who based brewery. Less neato? The fall of certain people in the brewing trade that I know little about. Never been that much into the individual as a cornerstone to all of this, now that I think of it. Not neato? Possible signs of the market crashing.

For 22 years, Neal Stewart worked in sales and marketing for breweries like Pabst, Flying Dog, Mark Anthony Brands, Dogfish Head and Deschutes Brewery. He is leaving beer behind and left with some very powerful parting thoughts:

I had plenty of time to reflect on my time in the beer biz and quite honestly, it was a painful process. I discovered two things. First, my self-identity was wrapped far too tightly with my profession. My primary identity was my job. I wasn’t “Neal, the husband” or “Uncle Neal.” I was “Neal, the beer guy” or “Neal, the (insert one of the 47 breweries I’ve worked for) guy.” I was enamored with that identity and my ego needed it. Second, I really think I was addicted to stress. I’ve done some research and although “stress addiction” is not a clinical term, it is known that stress causes the brain to release cortisol and dopamine… When my life suddenly changed from 70 hours a week of non-stop calls, meetings and thinking about the business, to silence, I didn’t know how to react.

Wow. If that is you, get out. What ever it is you do. And one more thing. I hadn’t expected that this beer would be as good as it turned out to be. Glutenburg Pale Ale out of Quebec. A bit of a rarer find in the Ontario LCBO but out there if you check the inventory. Made without barley but perfectly tasty as a base beer in one’s life. Which is what it might become. Through an odd sequence of absolutely low level medical matters it turns out that I may have a degree of gluten intolerance. See, I had to have a small four stitch operation on my right eyelid, which led to an observation about how my left eye sat, which led to a couple of CT scans in nearby quieter county town hospitals which led to an ENT guy sticking a camera into my sinuses, which led to connecting the dots to a very high wisdom tooth, which led to a removal operation, which led to me having a very tiny bit of my skull removed as a door for the wisdom tooth operation. All of which left me breathing better… unless I ate bread. Hmm. Bread made me puff up a bit. All over. Unpleasantly so on rare occasions. And feel like I had hay fever. Stuffed. So I dropped bread. Clearer head. Breathing better. Had a beer. All came back. Uh oh. So I bought this beer. Didn’t come back. Hmm. I had put the feeling when having a beer down to water bulking up or general alcohol reaction but it appears to be a third aspect of the beer – the gluten. Going to keep up the experiment for a bit. All of which I mention as ungraphically as I can as a recommendation to try it yourself for a week perhaps. See, being puffed is not good. Tiny important passages restrict. Blood pressure rises. Things not ticking along optimally. Leads to other things… more serious things.

There. The beery zeitgeist for another week has been summarized! Want more? Well, check out the updates from Boak and Bailey mostly every Saturday and perhaps now from Stan once in a while on a Monday. Check out the weekly Beer Ladies Podcast, and at the mostly weekly OCBG Podcast on Tuesdays or Wednesdays – and also sometimes, on a Friday, posts at The Fizz as well (Ed.: we are told ‘tis gone to podcast heaven… gone to the podcast farm to play with other puppies.) And the long standing Beervana podcast (Ed.: which I have missed from this list for some unknown reason.) There is a monthly sort of round up at The Glass. (Ed.: that seems to be dead now… nope, there was a post on July 25th… in 2022 even.) There is more from DaftAboutCraft‘s podcast, too. And sign up for Katie’s (Ed.: now very) irregular newsletter, The Gulp, too. And check out the Atlantic Canada Beer Blog‘s weekly roundup. Still gearing up, the recently revived All About Beer has introduced a podcast, too. (Ed.: give it a few weeks to settle in and not be as agreeable.) Plus follow the venerable Full Pint podcast. And Fermentation Radio with Emma Inch. The AfroBeerChick podcast as well! And also look at Brewsround and Cabin Fever. And Ben has his own podcast, Beer and Badword (Ed.: …notice of revival of which has been given… still not on the radio dial…) And remember BeerEdge, too, and The Moon Under Water. There has also been the Beer O’clock Show but that’s now wound up after ten years.

*I would not want to fail to mention Beth‘s similar sentiment: “I don’t have enough money to enter work for awards I don’t have enough money to fund my own press trips I don’t have enough money to buy a hundred samples to try I don’t have enough money for all the subscriptions or memberships How do writers do it? Actual question…” I may play a grump on social media but I am utterly sympathetic to the plight of the beer writer coming to the realization that for all the money in beer there is little money in beer.
**Make your own copy of the chart if you like. It’s also free and actually useful.