| The story begins last year with a visit from my oldest colleague, the famed international explorer and dilettante Bryan Keehl. Having recently returned from Tunisia via a combination of tramp steamer, rail, and motor-car, he ended up back in the States. From a small brewery in the heart of the mob-run, flapper-ridden, cesspool of depravity that is Chicago, my good old friend brought me a rare and precious gift. Secreting it upon his person, he risked the Untouchables and other federal excise men, as well as rival gangs, to bring me a strange and extraordinary bottle. The brewery (now unable to legally brew during these prohibition dry years) was the first I ever frequented, back in my younger, more adventuresome days. These days the place is run by an evil and monolithic shadow corporation intent on taking over the entire world’s production of beer from its not-so-secret home in Belgium. For years the brewery has been infiltrated by cultists following the dark arts and subverting … |
Source: JABlog: A Minnesota-Centric Beer Blog
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