Yesterday, I had a beer-related epiphany: summer must be over.
First, I was bringing a six-pack upstairs for the weekend, and I looked at my remaining bottles of Bell’s Oberon and thought, ‘I need to finish those up. It’s starting to feel like fall outside.’ Then, I picked Danielle up after work. She had gone over to the package store for a few things to get us through the Labor Day weekend, notably, Post Road Pumpkin Ale and Samuel Adams Octoberfest.
Summer is over, my friends.