Recently I was pinged by friend and reader of the blog Amy S., who asked if I would help promote her new movie, Beer Wars, "a no holds barred exploration of the U.S. beer industry that ultimately reveals the truth behind the label of your favorite beer." My response? Hell yeah! (A toast and some burping may also have been involved.)
I am always happy to help a friend -- and a worthwhile cause. And as my readers well know, I am a big fan and supporter of American brewed beer (though I have been known to quaff the occasional Stella or Bass).
Btw, for those of you who have been following the blog since last summer, this winter we finally finished up our stash of Fat Tire Amber Ale, which the spouse and I "discovered" on our Pacific Northwest bike trip last July. However, because Fat Tire is impossible to get on the East Coast, we had a back-up plan, or rather, beer, Black Dog Ale, which some friends in New Hampshire introduced us to, and which I highly recommend. We've also been drinking American Ale, which, as you probably know, is made by... Budweiser. I know, I know. Yet it is surprisingly refreshing and delicious. (It's all about drinkability, baby.)
But getting back to Beer Wars, the movie, if beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy, as Benjamin Franklin is attributed with saying, a documentary about beer must mean that Hollywood loves us and wants us to be happy -- or at least drink more beer. And personally, I see absolutely nothing wrong with that (in moderation, of course).
Btw, the movie, which is being released on April 16, looks pretty good:
So this post's for you, Amy, and to beer lovers across this great nation. Cheers and best of luck with Beer Wars the movie.
And to everyone reading this post, make a date to see Beer Wars this April 16 (or soon thereafter)!
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