Yet another installment in the drudgery that is everyday shopping. The camera-phone makes it a bit more fun – though I get looks whenever I take pics of products. Like I care what people think!
The suit. The hat. The pose – one leg on the lower bar rail with the hand in the pocket? C’mon – it can’t just be me! Can it?
I first saw this beer the day I was leaving Columbus to move back to Cleveburgh, back in the ’90s. Denton was already at our new home – living right above Howard (my oh my, those are stories for another time) – and me still working.
Tom G came by my office on my last day of work. I was leaving directly from the office to the northcoast. In his hand was a six-pack of this beer. At first I thought he got it for me as a porn-lite joke, but it wasn’t. It was just beer – and a good-bye from a good friend.
I had to go out to my car to keep it cold. My office was too warm and well, it was the last week of December, so my automobile was a natural refrigerator at this point. We hugged and said our so-longs. Nothing too much, as anyone in my office could look out – oh and his brother was standing right next to us. Not that Joe would have cared that much. Being Tom’s brother, I can guarantee he’s seen and heard worse.
Years later, we actually looked at Eliot Ness’ house when it was up for sale. We didn’t know it was his until the realtor told us. And it was only two blocks from where we were living. Weird.
The beer was (and is) good. And not just for the package. The beer’s or Eliot’s. Try it if you can get it.
From the GLB shop on-line, you can buy the Ness picture with ‘optional wood mounting’. Check. …..and CHECK!!