That first beer at a place like Novare Res in Portland is an experience. One in which one first feels like a kid in a candy shop, then quickly becomes a haughty beer connoisseur, and eventually becomes their normal beer-drinking self, but with a little more class than back when enjoying Natty Lights in a small Midwestern town at the age of 21 (ish).
I recently brought a father-figure-like-person (names withheld to protect the innocent) to this wonderful beergarden, exposing him to the hundreds of draughts and bottles on offer, a place any person who enjoys beer might just combust. And while I wouldn't say we lost him completely, he definitely experienced the classic "Wow-this-beer-is-so-delicious-and-so-high-in-alcohol-content" sensation so many of me and my Portland peers have already been privy to. The difference on this particular night? We then took him to Trader Joe's.
So, I am one who pretty much IS drunk when I'm in Trader Joe's, just on the options, the packaging, the exciting new things, and the general experience of a different grocery store (I have a problem with grocery stores, just meet my grandmother and you will understand). We went there, after just a couple beers (strong beers, yes) and WOW, let me tell you...
[Skipping into the store] "I'll carry the basket!"
[Looking at the frozen tiramisu box] "Grab one of those, throw it in the freezer!"
[Looking at the taquitos] [Speaking in Mexican English... use your imagination]
"Where's the COFFEE?!"
[Grabs chocolate bark and THROWS it into the basket] "I don't read the back! I'M NOT GOING TO LET HER [Mom] SEE!"
We get to the checkout, I find NON-DAIRY CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM?!!? Ok...
Trader Joe's is fun, but MAN just get a 50-something year old guy a couple of 12% beers and lettarip!! Now that's Tuesday Night Fun.
I recently brought a father-figure-like-person (names withheld to protect the innocent) to this wonderful beergarden, exposing him to the hundreds of draughts and bottles on offer, a place any person who enjoys beer might just combust. And while I wouldn't say we lost him completely, he definitely experienced the classic "Wow-this-beer-is-so-delicious-and-so-high-in-alcohol-content" sensation so many of me and my Portland peers have already been privy to. The difference on this particular night? We then took him to Trader Joe's.
So, I am one who pretty much IS drunk when I'm in Trader Joe's, just on the options, the packaging, the exciting new things, and the general experience of a different grocery store (I have a problem with grocery stores, just meet my grandmother and you will understand). We went there, after just a couple beers (strong beers, yes) and WOW, let me tell you...
[Skipping into the store] "I'll carry the basket!"
[Looking at the frozen tiramisu box] "Grab one of those, throw it in the freezer!"
[Looking at the taquitos] [Speaking in Mexican English... use your imagination]
"Where's the COFFEE?!"
[Grabs chocolate bark and THROWS it into the basket] "I don't read the back! I'M NOT GOING TO LET HER [Mom] SEE!"
We get to the checkout, I find NON-DAIRY CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM?!!? Ok...
Trader Joe's is fun, but MAN just get a 50-something year old guy a couple of 12% beers and lettarip!! Now that's Tuesday Night Fun.
