Treatise: the 8-hour brunch

What does this even mean?



I like a lot of things that don't like me back: milk, absinthe, and the sun are notable examples. I consider these elements stuffy, unfriendly, and not very fun due to their inability to play well with others.

If you're looking for a buddy, beer is your guy: beer is chill, and beer doesn't judge. Beer might make you fat (oh.my.lawd), but beer is never embarassed to hang out with you when you're fat. I can spend a lot of time with beer and not feel shitty about myself. Wine makes me cry at stupid shit, and hard A gives me headaches and lots of empty glasses. Both make me damn hungry (taco truck? yes please). Beer is filling (bonus: no drunk hungries!), and it doesn't make me weird(er than usual). Basically, it makes me feel like a better person, which I like because actually being better is hard.

Some friends and I spent last Sunday wandering around Tacoma. We started at The Harmon for brunch, and wound up wandering all over looking for more things to drink. Invariably, we didn't stop until we found a place with excellent beer at good prices. Why? Any silly bitch can pour wine or make a rummy cola. However, there is something sacred and particularly delicious about draught beer. We did a big circle of the waterfront district and wound up just a few blocks from where we started, at The Swiss. Beers and beers later, pre-noon brunch had turned into supper hour, and we bid our adieus.

One of my brunch friends and I decide that the topic of girls who are girls and like beer is entirely underdiscussed, and at very least not discussed by either of us.

Some girls drink real beer, not Smirnoff Ice or lite beer (Guinness bottles = 124 cal = plenty the fuck low cal). My personal favorite? Lately I've been rocking on some Big Sky Brewing from Missoula MT, mah lovely sister's adopted hometown. My favorite beery places drink are my sunny deck (I for real need a keggerator out here), Oddfellas in Auburn, Brouwer's Cafe in Seattle and, of course, The Harmon (Vanilla Porter, always, gdism!). Ames and I would love to know what other girls out there are drinking (and if it's Cosmos out of a bottle mix before you're wasted, srsly f.o.d.).