Naturally, with this being (Central) Ohio and all, it was 60 degrees during a winter festival in February. We still had fun, though. And it was nice not being bundled up.
Snow Day Cbus 2017
Daily Diversion #371: Winter Festival
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Tag Archives: Beer
Daily Diversion #276: King Gambrinus
The statue of King Gambrinus (“The Drunken King”) in Columbus’ Brewery District:
No, that’s not Burger King…it’s King Gambrinus (“The Drunken King”).
For years, beginning in the early twentieth century, he stood watch over the August Wagner Brewery (originally Gambrinus Brewery). Now, he conducts his eternal revels around the corner from my apartment.
A Year in Books/Day 213: Drinking with George
- Title: Drinking with George A Barstool Professional’s Guide to Beer
- Author: George Wendt with Jonathan Grotenstein
- Year Published: 2009 (Simon Spotlight Entertainment)
- Year Purchased: September, 2011 (at Oktoberfest Zinzinnati)
- Source: George Wendt
- About: George Wendt’s love affair with beer is a thing of epic beauty. Drinking with George is part personal biography and part encyclopedia of beer. It’s a strange combination that pairs as wonderfully as barley and hops. You could really say that he poured his heart and soul into this project. Tee-hee. It’s incredibly funny, informative, and can be read in the time it takes the average person to drink a couple pints of Guinness. It even comes with a bit of real, human romance: his love for his wife Bernadette Birkett (who voiced Vera Peterson on Cheers) is sweet and moving, if nearly as hilarious as his beer-induced exploits.
- Motivation: The author hawked his book at last year’s Oktoberfest Zinzinnati. Only a humourless, beer-hating twit could resist buying a copy from the man himself.
- Times Read: 1
- Random Excerpt/Page 35: “Looking to lighten my load, I packed a leather travel bag I’d overpaid for in Marrakesh with my untouched and completely unnecessary suit and dress shoes. I sent them back to the States via tramp steamer, addressing the bag to my friend Joe Farmar so as not to offend my dad. A few months later, I would try to recover the clothes, only to discover that Joe had torn the suit, the shoes, and even the bag itself to shreds. This was entirely my fault: I hadn’t bothered to include a note, which confused Joe until he put “bag” together with “Marrakesh” and decided that I’d hidden hashish somewhere inside.”
- Happiness Scale: 10
George Wendt , with yours truly cropped out.
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