I am a pleaser. That is, I like to please people. Nothing feels better than making people happy. I have a limited experience with this in my professional life; my professional life consists of research and problem solving....the problem solving usually does not involve making people "happy", but rather, coming to a conclusion that most parties don't like, but "can live with".
So, it is nice to be able to please people once in a while.
I have found in my hobby that revolves around beer, I have done a bunch of cool stuff. I recently made a list of breweries and brewpubs that I have visited, and I keep recalling more everytime I remember somewhere else I have been....the list keeps growing. I have served beer at festivals, and have had the pleasure of serving beer to some rather famous brewers, and having casual conversations with others. But, for the first time ever, I have served my beer to strangers.....
I had the idea a while ago, and had the chance today. I packed up my homebrew and headed off to Strange Brewing, where I have had an enjoyable experience with the barstaff and the homebrewers turned pro. I mentioned as I was ordering that I had homebrew in my car trunk and wondered if they would like some. Of course they said yes (who wouldn't really). I pulled my beer out and served them, but also served the few other patrons in the bar. Complete strangers. I got really favorable reviews of my brown ale and oktobserfest/marzen, but really, really, rocked with last year's Christmas ale. The West Coast Irish Ale's reception was somewhat tepid to favorable. I get it, and understand. The beers I love were well received. It wasn't scientific, it wasn't judged by beer judges against everyone's best efforts and it wasn't an honest or blind focus group....it was just me, serving beer, and getting a thumbs up from people across the bar.
Who cares about anything else? Really?
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