The idiom that I’ve given myself this week is “A home away from home.” I’ll explain far more later but that’ll give you a cornerstone to see where my mind goes some weeks. From there I tried to come up with other idioms/phrases (I know that “a home away from home” isn’t technically an “idiom,” this isn’t my first “rodeo”) off the top of my noggin. So, here we go:
- the ball is in your court
- a penny for your thoughts
- don’t judge a book by it’s cover
- costs an arm and a leg
- actions speak louder than words
- barking up the wrong tree
- don’t put all your eggs in one basket
- don’t give up your day job
- hit the nail on the head
- let the sleeping dog lie
- see eye to eye
- take with a grain of salt
- your guess is as good as mine
- takes two to tango
- not playing with a full deck
I could go on, and I just did, but for the sake of this exercise, I’m going to stop there and show you what the deal is as far as my mind is concerned. You might think that this is a piece of cake but I won’t pull the wool over your eyes and try to be as transparent as possible because a picture is worth a thousand words, no?
So, this Sunday (August 23rd or, as I like to put it, the anniversary of the greatest day of my life thus far) we’re hoping to create a home away from home (see where we’re starting?) for some friends of ours that you may have heard of before; Bissell Brothers Brewing out of Portland, Maine. Up until now, the only way you’ve been able to have their beer is if you put the ball in your court and drove to Portland to get to try it. You’d be putting all of your eggs in one basket, however, and we’re here to hit the nail on the head and provide you with a chance to change all of that.
Don’t give up your day job to here (it’s a Sunday after all) but your guess is as good as mine that you’ll finally be given a chance to see eye to eye with the folks that make the beer as well as try FOUR of their beers directly from our taps. Think of it as taking two to tango but there’s FOUR beers so technically there’s two sets of people tangoing to make FOUR. We would not be playing with a full deck if we didn’t also add something to make these Mainers at “home” so we’ll also be serving Lobster Rolls and Red Hots to come full circle and make the “feel” part match up with the “home” part for them. Nothing will cost an arm and a leg and if you know us by now you’ll know that our actions speak louder than words and we’ll come through so don’t take this with a grain of salt. You’d be barking up the wrong tree and letting the sleeping dog lie if you weren’t here at 5 on Sunday to help us welcome these fine folks “home.” Let’s show the Bissell’s just how much a penny for their thoughts costs around here!
That’s how it happens. Not the best one I’ve ever done but the transparency of that one just kind of made it a little bit more difficult.
As far as beer is concerned (Bissells aside: I know what’s coming but it’s more of a surprise if I keep that to myself or so I’ve heard), here’s what to expect leading up to the event on Sunday:
- Hermit Thrush Sour Brown: a Flemish Sour Style Brown that flashes its tart goodness in brown looking form and refreshes as much as anything.
- Sierra Nevada Experimental Hop Harvest: Sierra loves to do these IPAs and we love drinking them They have a lot of friends at the hop farms that are developing these new fandangled hops (that don’t even have names yet) and then Sierra makes IPAs with them and then we drink them.
- Rising Tide Maine Island Trail Ale: aka (also known as) “MITA,” we’ve shied away from calling this a “session IPA” because it’s more like a hoppy kolsch or something blonde. So, “session Pale” it is. Sometimes, writing something short of concise on the board takes away from what the beer actually is, but we like to think that we know them pretty well to be able to chat about them to your faces.
- And, I can’t tell you if Lawson’s Finest Hopzilla went on yet or not but if it did then it’s going to go very quickly into your faces.
That’s about it folks. Have a blast at Hop Jam this weekend and we’ll see you Sunday to welcome the Bissell Brothers “home” in the most stereotypical way imaginable (when we visit there they always make me drink a pint of maple syrup because, well, Vermont). I’ll be wearing flannel and drinking Moxie to top it off.