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Week 8 in The Year of Drinking Adventurously!

Rye beer is here.  Before you get all up in my face about Thomas Jefferson being from Virginia, let me explain.  Yards Brewing Company is a local Philadelphia microbrewery with a collection of beers called “Ales of the Revolution” which (supposedly) follow the tradtional recipes created by the Founding Fathers – Thomas Jefferson being one.  The brewmaster at Yards worked with along Philadelphia’s famous City Tavern, which dates from pre-Revolutionary times, to come up with the recipe for Thomas Jefferson’s Tavern Ale.  It’s a golden ale, crafted with rye as one of its malted grains.

51fffcpqPZL._SX331_BO1,204,203,200_According to Jeff’s book:  “… it was fairly common for brewers to supplement barley malt and other grains with rye during colonial times.  It was more about what was available to them at the time, than it was about a particular flavor profile they were pursuing.”

If old Tommy’s recipe has been authentically reproduced, then this is a really great ale.  And at 8% alcohol, it’s a butt kicker!  The brewmaster recommends pairing the tavern ale with a rich, fatty meat like roast duck.  I drank mine with “locally sourced” potato chips.  I found the pairing to be quite enchanting.  The saltiness of the chips was subtly complimented by the liquidity of the ale.  That tangy rye flavor added a little zing to the otherwise bland potato.  And chips are fatty, right?  It’s kind of like roast duck, in that sense.

I am disappointed that Yards doesn’t give John Adams some love.  He is my favorite Founding Father.  Mostly because of David McCullough’s book “John Adams” and the HBO miniseries it spawned.  John Adams and his wife, Abigail, were the nation’s first power couple.

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Image via the New Republic

Abby was a force in her own right – my kind of lady!  The letters they wrote to each other are eloquent, intelligent and absolutely beautiful.  They called each other “my dearest friend” which I find oddly romantic.  I cried at the end of the book when Abigail died.  Oops – spoilers!

Oh well, perhaps Adams wasn’t the party animal Jefferson, Franklin and Washington were.  But since he “paired” so well with Jefferson, perhaps we could at least name a roast duck dish for him.

Don’t forget to stop by and see what Lula drank this week!

How would you write it?

I’m pondering a situation in which someone has died.  This person is popular amongst her peers.  The main character of this story is only one of a few who knows the deceased for what she really is:  a cruel, passive-aggressive manipulator.  This has been kept secret in order to maintain appearances for years.  The dilemma is  this:  Everyone expects grief, mourning, an elaborate funeral and/or memorial service from our main character.  She wants none of it.  She is actually relieved at the removal of this person from her life.  Yet, will everyone else think she is a monster for feeling this way?  What does she do?

Imagine the effort it would take to stand in a line, accept everyone’s sympathy, thank them for their support…  While secretly leaping for joy.  While privately and happily contemplating a future free of this negative influence.  But also perpetuating the lie.

On the other hand, would it be courageous of our main character to decide not to fake it?  To just arrange for a burial and forgo the formalities?  To let everyone know their sympathy is wasted on her?  Or would that be horrible?

The direction I take going forward from this plot point is dependent on it’s outcome.  I really would like your feedback.  Bear in mind this is less about right versus wrong than it is about what would make a more interesting read.  Issues abound no matter which decison is made!

Any thoughts?