Sunday, January 08, 2006
Good things about Texas
I know I’ve been sort of rough on Texas a few times. Thing is, I figure Texas is so big that it can take it. But there has always been one thing I’ve said (though until now in private) and that is that I’ve met very few Texans I didn’t like. That, and seein’ as how one of my brothers is an adoptive Texan (hell, he even talks like a Texan, y’all. Except he never says Y’all) I thought I’d put in another bit of official praise of something Texan. That’s not to say I see any particular wisdom in what those jokers did at the Alamo. San Jacinto was a good idea, but I’m not so sure about holing up in that church. But anyway, here it comes.
For Christmas this year I got twelve bottles of assorted “winter beers.” Stuff like special brews from Grolsch, something called “Raspberry Beer” only in French, which I’d do but I can’t spell it, and others. Amongst the hoity-toity stuff was a Long Neck. Come on, you know what a Long Neck is, right? Well, technically any traditional beer bottle, but what it really is is a bottle of Lone Star Beer. If you can’t figure out that Lone Star Beer is from Texas, you must be a foreigner, so I’ll mention that Texas is the Lone Star State, that their flag has one (count it) star on it, and therefore the name of the brew celebrates the state. Now, I was naturally curious as to why they’d put such a plebian bottle of suds in with all that fancy drink, but when I drank the thing I was truly amazed, in that it really is in the same league as those fancy brews with the Dutch and French names. I don’t drink a lot of beer, or anything else, so when I do it’s only the good stuff, and I must tip my (figurative) hat to the folks who brew Lone Star, because it’s good enough for me to buy another someday.
So, for those who only see me as complaining, and putting down Texas in particular, hah!
For Christmas this year I got twelve bottles of assorted “winter beers.” Stuff like special brews from Grolsch, something called “Raspberry Beer” only in French, which I’d do but I can’t spell it, and others. Amongst the hoity-toity stuff was a Long Neck. Come on, you know what a Long Neck is, right? Well, technically any traditional beer bottle, but what it really is is a bottle of Lone Star Beer. If you can’t figure out that Lone Star Beer is from Texas, you must be a foreigner, so I’ll mention that Texas is the Lone Star State, that their flag has one (count it) star on it, and therefore the name of the brew celebrates the state. Now, I was naturally curious as to why they’d put such a plebian bottle of suds in with all that fancy drink, but when I drank the thing I was truly amazed, in that it really is in the same league as those fancy brews with the Dutch and French names. I don’t drink a lot of beer, or anything else, so when I do it’s only the good stuff, and I must tip my (figurative) hat to the folks who brew Lone Star, because it’s good enough for me to buy another someday.
So, for those who only see me as complaining, and putting down Texas in particular, hah!
