By Mandy Simon
A few months ago, Tom wrote about the decline of winter beer. Now, as the warm weather approaches, let us mark the return of summer beer.
Via dcbeer, Bell’s Oberon is back in DC starting next Monday. What does this mean to you? Possibly nothing. But to me? To me it means months and months of drinking my favorite beer on my porch, at restaurants, at bars, at bars with outdoor seating, in my backyard, in my friends’ backyards, and, the way things are going, probably in my office.
One of the few blessings of going to college in Kalamazoo, Michigan was that Bell’s beer garden was right downtown. Since Oberon is only available from March to October, every year its arrival meant that, sure, exams were around the corner but more importantly summer was, too. It’s a perfect wheat ale: light and fruity and, at least in Michigan, served with a slice of orange.
Drinking the first Oberon of the season is like actually being able to taste optimism. I’m pretty sure that if President Obama could bottle his message of hope it would taste exactly like it.
You should try it, ok?