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Beernanza part deux

I met up with Aaron Jaqua and Justin Lebeau last night at the former Le/Qua compound on Highway Symmes. These are a couple friends that we basically met from running down Symmes St. so many times and they were gracious enough to have a get-together last summer where they sampled my Belgium Dubbel. While not hardcore beer aficionados like myself, they are willing to drink what I bring and give me loads of compliments in return. So during the first installment these two were nextdoor neighbors but are now each married and Lebeau and his lady had to move but that didn't stop us from using his former patio, stoking up the chiminea, and sampling my last pale ale,

some of my spiced perry,

and a couple brown ales. Jaqua is about as happy and gracious of a person as you can imagine and Lebeau is practically the mayor of Chickasha, OKlahoma so I can complain about their roads and lack of donut shops. I got to here about the recent Jaqua trip to England and Scotland and his infamous "worst beer ever" experience.

This morning Holly and I went dancing in the streets (and wind). It wasn't horrible, just enough that it was really hot when it was at your back and cold and arduous when in your face. Not quite this bad, but Marley wouldn't have it any other way.

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