Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Growing up in the South gives me the permission - and possibly the genes - to like beer. Living in Asheville gives me the right to be a snob about it. With a brewery on every corner I have a long journey of taste testing ahead of me. And, because I can never remember which one I liked, the adventure is never-ending. I'm not complaining. Pictured is Sierra Nevada's Hazy Little Thing.
