This is an Atlantic Antic Amber, a special brew created by Six Point specifically for the yearly Brooklyn street festival from which the beer takes its name. I drank this beer at about 3 in the afternoon on a Sunday after being awake for only 3 hours, and spending most of that time drinking coffee and watching videos on my computer. By the time I stepped out of my apartment around 2:30 (for the sole purpose of being able to say that I did that), I think I’d had about four cups of coffee. To say that this beer tore through my insides would be an accurate statement, but it would be neglecting the similar effects that the coffee had on my system that morning, and also the beers from the night before… Basically, this beer couldn’t been better timed for making a man feel weird – about his life, and about his guts.
My center of gravity was thrown off, and I became dizzy. I made my way to the exit, only to be informed by a burly enforcer that I was required to stay within a designated, roped-off area until I had fully consumed my brew. This was bad news, as I had hoped to walk off the nausea that had overtaken me, and I was already feeling weird about drinking this afternoon beer by myself.
Just then, something caught my eye on the other side of the roped-off beer den: it was a man wearing a t-shirt bearing the cover of the album, Stereo by Paul Westerberg. In that moment, only one thing was clear in my mind: I had to know this man. I fought my way through the crowd, which involved much stumbling, dizziness and several spilled ounces of Amber mead. But just then, something occurred to me: no man talking to three attractive women wants a man he doesn’t know to come up and tell him how much he appreciates his t-shirt – especially if there’s a chance that man might shit himself while doing so.
- B
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