wychcraft

I was in the liquor store last weekend and as I walked past the wall of beer en route to the wine section, something caught my eye.

Beer is not usually my drink of choice. Apart from summer afternoons on my deck or the occasional evening in a pub, I prefer to drink wine. Or vodka. Or rum. Or Kahlua.

But I couldn't look at that bottle and simply walk away. So I brought one home. The label promised me "thrice hopped" goodness . . . a "pale golden potion with delicate red hues". . . "a truly magical brew". And while it wasn't the best beer I've tasted, it wasn't bad. Certainly a notch (or two) above the pumpkin ale I ended up with last Halloween. I think I might buy it again just for the label. And for the T-shirt offer on the back. Time to start saving those bottlecaps.