Originally published in the July/August 2013 issue of Zymurgy magazine.
A few years back, a British colleague and I had a business-related trip to Solana Beach. With the work of the day concluded, we had some time to kill before catching the Surliner back to Los Angeles, and would you look at that? The Amtrak station is right across the Pacific Coast Highway from the Solana Beach branch of Pizza Port Brewing. (If you don’t think I planned that, you don’t know me very well!)
Sitting at one of the picnic tables, we ordered a few beers. When I selected an IPA, my co-worker cocked an eyebrow and began to line up his shot at me. “You know that’s a girly beer back home.”
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