(Part I: Past)
I have always described myself as a beer drinker.
I drink the same thing at every party, bar, wedding, baby
shower, and funeral.
Miller. Lite.
I love Miller Lite’s sexy-blue label and light-golden color.
I love it’s bubbly-water taste.
I love that it
doesn’t make me throw-up.
I prefer it in a bottle, but a $2.50-draft special will
do.
Drinking Miller Lite has become my craft, but it is far from
being a craft beer.
(Part II: Present)
Most recently, the Craft Beer World has caught my attention.
The craft beer drinkers, self-proclaimed experts, and
bar/restaurant owners that I have talked to over the last month fascinate me.
The conversations I’ve had about craft beer have made me
realize that there is great depth to this up-and-coming community in Bucks
County.
I was intimidated and overwhelmed at first.
But now, I am intrigued and curious.
(Part III: Future)
I have noticed that there are a few divides between those
who drink craft beer and those who don’t.
I have also noticed that a lot of restaurants and bars are
attempting to tap (pun intended) into craft beer because a craft-beer cliental
is a good-paying cliental.
As I begin to explore the cultural similarities and
differences between those who drink craft beer and those who don’t, I begin to
realize that there is a need for a middle group: a group that blurs the lines.
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