#Castle Lager

[rreynoldsdaily]

Finished watching every movie that Ryan Reynolds has a cameo in. Now I am off to watch the tv shows he has been in. Even tho I started with that already so I am on the right track of watching everything that he has been in.

[odetolithium]

Haunt - Snapetober Day 3

Young Severus visits his usual haunt on his free evening, unexpectedly bumping into an old neighbour.

Prompts by @superfallingstars

The night has a thousand eyes, plunging Severus into loneliness with every blink. The insignificance of life weighs down on him like the cruel stares from the dark sky. The local Cokeworth pub was Severus’s usual haunt on difficult nights. The sign that once read The Blackened Hearth now hangs battered and beaten, weathered by the northern storms. Letters hanging like fragile lives, Severus watches them swing in the autumn wind.

Friday was his night off from the responsibilities of teaching. This year, Halloween landed on a Saturday, so Severus had the night to himself for some respite before he’d be expected to indulge in the festivities of the feast. It was relentless.

The landlord nods curtly at Severus as he approaches the bar, his “usual” is poured from a pump and Severus exchanges muggle coins for the pleasure of a pint. He sips the head as he shuffles to the end of the bar and finds a small table for a solitary patron. Despite the roaring fire, the vast room remains frigidly cold. Severus pulls his overcoat tighter around his small frame and drinks with a thirst, addressing the cold night with words found at the end of a pint glass. Words, wishes, confessions. Dumbledore had set fire to them, leaving Severus with the ashes of his regrets. He was an instrument in the man’s cruel orchestra and there was no interval to breathe. A necessary evil, he thought to himself. There was no escape. ��

“Snape?” 

Severus cast his eyes from the bottom of his glass to the voice. A stooped man was standing by the juke box, mouth agape. He slowly approached with a limp, his body was as tall as it was wide and there was a distinct smell of stale ale about him. The smile was a giveaway. Cigarette-stained teeth with a shining silver canine. A friend of his father’s. The name slipped from his mind.  

“Snape?” he asked again, getting a closer look at Severus’s face. His own name lost too. “Christ, you’re the spits of your mum,” he exclaimed, laughing with a chesty cackle. “Let me get you a drink, lad,” he offered, turning to hobble to the bar before Severus could protest. This man had spent many nights with his father, getting obliterated at the pub. Severus never liked him. Those nights turned Tobias Snape into a monster.  

“Cheers,” the man called, clinking his glass to Severus’s pint of bitter. 

“Are you livin’ back here then?” he asked before gulping down half of his lager.  

“No,” he muttered, “I moved away.” 

“Got a fancy job then, eh?” 

“I teach,” Severus took a mouthful of his pint. “I teach at a boarding school.” 

“Fancy that!” The man slapped a hand to the table, it shook on its flimsy legs. “Y’dad would be proud, lad. He would be proud.” Severus doubted that. “I can’t believe the old sod popped before I did, and your mum? Irene, sweet Irene.” Severus refrained from correcting him, tipping more beer back. “She was a good wife to Toby,” Severus wanted to leave. Immediately.  

“Anyway, what are y’doing back here?” 

“Visiting.” 

“I don’t usually come in ‘ere,” the man confessed but Severus already knew that. The sole reason Severus drinks here is because none of the people from his past do. Until now. “The Bull’s got rats, no good for business apparently. What they gonna do, eh? Sup the ale?” he threw his head back in a harsh laugh, Severus tightened his lips into a slight smile, reluctantly.  

“Lad, you can’t be much older than...” his rheumy eyes shifted upwards as if they might catch a number from the air.  

“Twenty-one,” said Severus, stonily. 

“Still a kid y’self really, you know, to be teaching,” the man muttered, inhaling large gulps. “Bloody hell...”  

Severus hummed to himself. Hell was Hogwarts, an endless torment that punished Severus for his choices. The choices that sickened him would plague him forever. He would rot in the castle, under the neglectful eyes of the professors who despised him. Severus was devoid of redemption and disturbed by the idea that he may never hear forgiveness in the voice of his only friend.  

“What happened to that red head you always kicked about with?” 

Was this bastard a wizard? 

Severus downed his glass, watching the foam head settle at the bottom. He needed to find a new Friday haunt. The nameless man irritated him.  

“Her name is Lily. And she is well.” 

Silently, Severus left the table. He returned his pint glasses to the bar and stepped out into the street. He wondered if Lily remembered the man’s name, he was often stumbling around the streets when they were children. He wondered if Lily would reply if he wrote to her and asked. He wondered if she was planning anything for Halloween tomorrow. Severus wondered a lot about Lily. He wondered if they could ever be friends again. Pacing down the road to a deserted corner, Severus disapparated swiftly, landing smoothly at the gates of the castle. Down the winding path to the entrance, Severus worded the letter in his head; knowing his thoughts would never translate to parchment. They were just words found at the bottom of a pint glass. 

[johnkatsmc5]

Gideon Nxumalo "Early​-​Mart Suite" 1970 South Africa Jazz,Cape Jazz

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Gideon Nxumalo was a key figure during the formative years of South African jazz in the 1950s, helping shape the emerging South African jazz sound as a pianist and composer and contributing to the scene as a radio presenter, music teacher and arranger. His recorded output as bandleader/composer is comprised of three iconic albums from Jazz Fantasia (1962) to Gideon Plays (1968) to Early-Mart (1970). Early-Mart was Gideon Nxumalo's tribute to his friend and musical compatriot, drummer Early Mabuza (Castle Lager Big Band, Mankunku Quartet), who died in 1969. Nxumalo assembled what journalist and observer Leslie Sehume reports was a 14-piece band for the album, which was recorded during a legendary overnight session in February 1970 and released just months before Nxumalo's own death on 24 December 1970.....~ Credits Piano – Gideon Nxumalo Guitar – Allen Kwela Bass – Morris Manana Drums – Gordon Mfandu Flute – Dennis Nene Trumpet – Stompie Manana / Kleinkie Rubushe / Johnny Selilo / Dennis Mpale Trombone – Blyth Mbityana Alto Sax – Peter Mokonotela / Zacks Nkosi Tenor Sax – Timothy Ndaba / Mackay Davashe Baritone Sax – Valley Ngwenya / Conny Khumalo Tracklist Early-Mart 15:11 Frustration 04:17 Slow Blues 09:41 When the Saints Go Marching In 07:00

Gideon Nxumalo "Early​-​Mart Suite" 1970 South Africa Jazz,Cape Jazz

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[hannahssimblr]

Chapter Seventeen (Part 2)

We get dressed and head off to the festival grounds after that, and Claire, Shane and I agree that we want to go and see Fight Like Apes who are playing at midday. Jen opts to come with us, and I expect Jude to come too, but he decides to go with Joe and Kasper to see some DJ called Tiga, which throws me even more.  Maybe I’m just overthinking. I tell myself he’s being normal, and that he’s probably just playing it cool.

The festival is so busy that day that I don’t see him around again after that, but I try my best to ignore the heavy feeling in my stomach, and the increasing thoughts that maybe I did something to annoy him, or maybe I’m a bad kisser and he’s disgusted by me. Maybe I’m too young and immature, or that he’s figured out that I’m actually a big loser with nothing interesting to say. Maybe everyone is right about me.

Claire is having fun though, and she looks so beautiful dressed all in white in the sun. Every time I think it’s impossible for her to look prettier, she somehow does, and I know I’m not the only one who’s thinking it. I catch Shane looking at her more than once with an expression I’ve never seen him wear before: pure unabashed adoration. Like she’s the sun that lights up his sky. I hope he realises how lucky he is. They’re inseparable all day, and stand together through every concert we go to with their arms around each other, him delivering little kisses to the top of her head as he holds her. Watching them like this makes my heart ache. I want more than anything for somebody to look at me like that, or to touch me like that, but instead I feel heavy with the knowledge that the boy I like is off somewhere, lost in the realm of this gigantic festival, probably with a plastic cup of Corona in each hand, listening to some mindless electronica that he doesn’t even enjoy and not thinking much about me at all. 

I don’t do a good job of hiding my listlessness when Jen and I sit down for lunch together in the shade of the marquee we were just crammed into for a Crystal Castles gig a few minutes ago. 

“What’s up, chicken?” She unwraps a burrito and lays into it. 

“Nothing. I’m tired.”

She nods. “Have you had anything to drink?”

“No.”

She slides the cup of beer she bought for herself across the picnic bench to me and gestures to it like Bon Appetit. “Have one on me, it’ll make you feel better.”

“Won’t drinking just make me feel worse?”

“No! There’s truly nothing a drink won’t fix, right?” She nudges Shane, who’s just joined us at the table with Claire still stuck to his side. He looks at me disapprovingly and then starts to say something boring about how I’m too young to drink, even though he was miraculously fine with Claire doing it yesterday, but Jen just rolls her eyes and tells him to shut up. “You have to stop with this protective-older-brother craic, let her live her life.”

“Well I know her mam, and I know what she’d say if she knew she was drinking.”

“Are you going to tell on her?” 

He knows it’d be heinous to do that, and I know that he never would. I grab the beer and I gulp it down, just to show him that I can. I’ve been drinking since I was fifteen and I know how to handle it as well as he does.

“Better?” Jen asks me, and I nod, even though I find beer to be generally disgusting. The taste transports me to days spent drinking Tesco lager in a field after school until someone throws up. I bring the empty cup over to a nearby bin where a guy with shorn hair is openly urinating. “That’s so foul.” I tell him, letting my horrible feelings seep out of me. I don’t care, he’s a stranger. 

“Piss off.” He suggests, and then directs the stream towards me instead. I jump out of the way too late and it splashes on my wellies. I cry out and try to shake them dry while he cackles with delight. Everything around me seems ugly, I’m so aware of the litter all over the ground, overflowing bins, the horrible man who pissed on my boots, and the smell of distant porta-loos. The sweet, cloying taste of beer in my mouth is making me feel ill. 

Claire is so happy that she’s able to buy alcohol now, so throughout the day I keep giving her money to get me cups of white wine. I drink them quickly, and eventually they do make me feel better, in an synchronously awful kind of way. We go from gig to gig, and I have drink after drink until the day blurs together into one long smear of loud drum beats and bitter wine. I don’t ever really get drunk, the time between each break and the queues for the alcohol stands is so long that I just stay in this queasy purgatory state between states of being until I run out of money and nobody wants to buy anything else for me.

The evening settles down with the smell of bonfires, and eventually we meet up with the three others under the entrance to go and see Foo Fighters, which everyone unanimously decided would be the unmissable gig of the weekend. I feel nervous in anticipation of seeing Jude, now so entirely convinced after a whole day of catastrophizing that he hates my guts, actually, and wouldn’t come to my funeral if I died. 

He’s not that bad, but he’s not being especially friendly either. The only way I can think to describe him is as neutral. Like he’s not experiencing any emotions right now, and when I’m used to him being so lively and expressive it’s very unsettling to be around him. When we start pushing into the crowd I give in to my anxiety and touch Jen’s elbow. “Is Jude okay?”

She nods while rolling her eyes. “Yeah, I think he’s just in one of his moods.”

I didn’t realise he had moods. I can’t think of what to say to that, my thoughts feel fuzzy, so I just utter a dejected: “Oh.”

“Don’t worry about it, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I had to see him like this all the time at school. Just ignore him, he’ll be grand tomorrow.”

“Nothing happened to him, did it?”

“I doubt it. He’s just in his head about something, probably.” She leans towards me. “He’s a scorpio.” She explains, as though that’s supposed to mean something to me. 

I’m still trying to remember what scorpios do when we reach the churning centre of the crowd. It makes me anxious, but everybody else is just diving right in, so I do too. I’m wedged between walls of bodies on all sides of me, but there’s a distinct excitement rising all around. I’m still holding on to Jen, the others seem to have been swallowed up by the crowd like they were never there in the first place.

The first thing I can hear is the soft plucking strings of the opening line of The Pretender rings through the air, and then I can’t see Dave Grohl, but I can hear him. The crowd starts to transform from a solid mass of bodies into something fluid, and I realise that I’m being pushed out of the way, my spot being stolen by big men shoving their way to the front, all limbs flailing everywhere, launching themselves through the crowd to try and get closer as the drums start pounding. One of them actually grabs the back of my shirt and yanks me backwards out of Jen’s grip like I have no right to be where I am, no girls allowed in the Foo Fighters mosh pit. Another one crashes suddenly into the side of my ribs and I am so desperate to escape. When a third bangs his body against me he catapults me into the man behind me and tears spring to my eyes. I let myself go totally limp and let the heaving motion of the animal spit me out to the back shoulders shaking, sobbing and alone.  

When I look back at the pulsing crowd I can’t believe I was in there. It’s a rat king of testosterone, men shoving each other around to the music, hands grabbing collars and shoulders, and in the middle of it I see Joe, Kasper and Jude, gleefully participating in the chaos. I can’t help but feel dismayed, remembering how quick he’d been to save me from the crowd yesterday, holding me in front of him and shielding me from pointy elbows and stomping feet, and today when the crowd is bigger and rougher he’s left me to fend for myself. I don’t know what I did. Maybe I’m just too inexperienced, and he wants a woman, not some seventeen year old. I should have let him keep kissing me, I should have let him take me back to his tent and shown him that I’m grown up enough. That’s what a normal girl would have done. 

I go and stand at the very back where I can see the band, but barely. They’re just little black smudges on a blazing stage. I know the songs but I don’t sing along, or dance, or even uncross my arms from my chest. I stand there until they finish, crying my makeup off my face. I feel like a husk. Hollowed out, nauseous, tipsy. 

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[churchobones]

DWC Day 2: Suppress

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Thil paused his mad scribbling on the bar napkin. “Whoa, hang on–” he fixed Bruce with a wild eyed stare. “First of all, he called her a what?” A moment of silence was begged when the next round of Great Sea lagers arrived, a long draught taken before he continued:  “--And second of all, you called her your what?” “Not important.  Jus’ keep your eyes–” “--ears?” “--on the story. So anyway, I’m strippin’ clothes and Zelion had enough–” “Imagine!” Thil snorted a laugh. “Shut up and listen–”

It began with a sharp chill in the air, sapping heat until a thin layer of frost coated each stained glass window. Torches snuffed, plunging combatants in darkness, save where Elune’s red-dressed glow swayed on the ballroom floor.

That was when he saw it: there was no telltale glint of steel in the darkness. The twelve soldiers brandished sheathed blades and wooden bucklers painted with a black and gold castle turret-- the Mournvalor family crest.

A woody, earthy smell filled the air, like oak but sweeter. Rowanwood.

“The worgen’s weakness. It melts through fur and flesh alike.”

The sounds of transformation were indistinguishable from a man being torn limb from limb. Joints cracked and formed anew, sinew and muscles crawling like spiders across a web to claim their length. Corded muscles launched the newly formed monster, not at Zelion, but in a wide arch over his head to vanish among the shadows on the wall.

“Beast,” Zelion spat derisively.

Hairs stood on the back of a soldier’s exposed neck. The shadow descended from the wall and teeth sank between vertebrae, puncturing with airy ease. Armor clattered as the soldier collapsed.

Steam rose from the blood pooled on the pinewood floor; pale, ghastly wisps draining life into the chilled air.

“One wrong move and I was dead.”

“Protect his lordship!” barked the commander; he of the greatest courage. An old soldier, past his prime but keen of mind, took up Zelion’s right flank, golden eyes wild.

The rest fell in line like herded cattle, their terror barely suppressed.

The soldier’s wooden blade howled madly in the dark. It was all he could do to keep snapping teeth and rending claws from his throat as the wolfman’s weight bore down on his shield, smoke rising from a boiling palm.

The wild swing singed fur off the monster's arm, forcing Bruce to retreat back to the cover of the moonless shadows.

“Truth is, I was just stalling. I think Zelion knew that.”

“Disappointing,” Zelion tutted.  “You’re all quivering at a single dog.”

The lord’s small fist clenched the air like he caught the tails of balloons.

The old soldier froze abruptly, his blade dropping to the floor. Necrotic magic coalesced just above his heart. A cry died, strangled in his throat.

 Zelion’s fingers squeezed and one by one, a steady series of pops echoed within each golden cuirass.  One by one his men collapsed around his feet.  Blood oozed from the chinks in their armor.  Blood and something worse.

Something black and fetid.

The stench of rotten meat and withered fruit was immediate and overwhelming.

“I had to strike. But what I didn't realize at the time was... each one of them had a Mournstone implanted in them–” 

A final lunge from the shadows. A flash of teeth in a silent snarl, slavering for Zelion’s delicate throat.

“--just as I did.”

Bruce’s breath no longer came out in hot puffs; frost coated his lungs as his death sentence in his chest thrummed.

It twisted under his skin in mirror to Zelion's dainty wrist, as though he had a safe dial pinched between thumb and forefinger.

A pustule burst. A wave of nausea drove the worgen to the ground. Astral energy dimmed, leaving his eyes cold, gray and unfocused.

The commander rose to his feet, eyes reignited with lichfire.

Zelion’s fingers sprang open. Bruce sucked in a desperate breath as the necromancer disappeared down the hallway, leaving a simple command in his wake: “Kill him.”

"But the Fury of Goldrinn is fiercest when protecting the ones you love."

Skeletal hands clawed at Bruce, dragging him down among corpses and flesh sloughed from bone in rivers of pitch.

@daily-writing-challenge

[purpledandeli0n]

As Sweet As You Are

"Do you not have something more expensive?"

The alpha gives him a weird look, resting his hands on the table.

"Definitely not something the cost of that shade of blue that are your eyes," he responds effortlessly.

"Why is a male omega on his own out in the middle of the woods at this time of night?" Harry speaks, staring intensely at the prince, smirk lingering on his face. "Your kind is rather rare. You should be more careful. There are a lot of rogue alphas around that won't blink until they've knotted and bred you up."

The blue eyed omega swallows, shuffling in his seat awkwardly and looking anywhere but the alpha before him.

"I ran away from home," Louis admits, occupying himself by taking a sip of the lager instead of thinking about the fact that the alpha hasn't yet taken his eyes off him. "My parents want me to marry someone I do not want to marry, so I ran."

•

Louis is a runaway omega prince unaware of the dangerous alphas outside of the castle walls. Harry is the rogue alpha he meets at the 17Black tavern, but Louis doesn't know that. Not when he appears so sweet.

Royal AU

[empirearchives]

Strange incident in Berlin during the War of the 4th Coalition reported in Prussian newspapers

“After the unfortunate battle of Jena, Napoleon took up his headquarters in Charlottenburg Palace. He had barely gone to bed when the Prussian cavalry attack blared through the stillness of the night. Napoleon thought he had been ambushed and, startled, left his bed, rushed to the window and sounded the alarm. Everything rushes under the gun. The attack is blown again — and strangely enough — in the castle. An adjutant rushing from the Marble Hall finally solves the riddle. In that hall stands the Belloneon*, which His Majesty our King had had made by the acoustician Kaufmann in Dresden, a short time before that unfortunate battle, and which, on the King’s orders, had been provided with all the trumpet pieces of the Prussian cavalry. Napoleon’s curious companions had rummaged through the castle and had also come to the Belloneon in the Marble Hall. This strange instrument was examined and touched from all sides with genuine French curiosity. One happened to touch a small button that set the work in motion, and so it happened that a cavalry attack from 12 trumpets woke the Emperor from his sleep.”

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*A Belloneon is a mechanical musical instrument consisting of many trumpets and kettle drums. The German Museum has a Belloneon with 24 trumpets and two drums (Inv.-Nr. 9654), built in 1805/06 by Friedrich and his father Johann Gottfried Kaufmann.

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Original German:

»Nach der unglücklichen Schlacht bei Jena nahm Napoleon sein Hauptquartier im Schlosse von Charlottenburg. Er hatte sich kaum zu Bette begeben, als die preußische Cavallerie-Attaque durch die Stille der Nacht schmettert. Napoleon glaubt sich überfallen, fährt erschrocken von seinem Lager, stürzt an's Fenster und läßt Alarm schlagen. Alles eilt unters Gewehr. Die Attaque wird noch einmal geblasen - und sonderbar genug - im Schlosse. Ein aus dem Marmorsaale herbeieilender Adjutant löst endlich das Räthsel. In jenem Saale steht das Belloneon, welches Se. Maj. unser König von dem Akustiker Kaufmann in Dresden, kurze Zeit vor jener unglücklichen Schlacht, hatte verfertigen lassen, und welches auf Befehl des Königs mit allen Trompeterstücken der preußischen Cavallerie versehen worden war. Napoleon's neugierige Begleiter hatten das Schloß durchstöbert und waren auch zum Belloneon im Marmorsaale gekommen. Dieses merkwürdige Instrument wurde mit echt französischer Neugierde von allen Seiten untersucht und betastet. Man berührte zufällig ein kleines Knöpfchen, welches das Werk in Bewegung setzt, und so kam es, daß eine Cavallerie-Attaque von 12 Trompeten den Imperator aus dem Schlafe aufschmetterte.«

Source:

Wolf, Rebecca (2012). "Die Musikmaschinen von Kaufmann, Mälzel un Robertson: eine Quellenedition [The music machines of Kaufmann, Mälzel and Robertson: a source edition]" (pdf). Preprint (5). Deutsches Museum

[ancestorsalive]

21 Facts about the 𝗖𝘇𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰:

1. The Czech Republic was formed in 1993, following the peaceful split of Czechoslovakia in what is known as the Velvet Divorce.

2. The country is home to over 2,000 castles, making it one of the highest densities of castles in the world.

3. Prague, the capital city, is home to the largest ancient castle in the world, Prague Castle, according to the Guinness Book of World Records.

4. The Czech Republic is the birthplace of the world-famous Pilsner lager, originating from the city of Plzeň (Pilsen) in 1842.

5. The country has a long tradition of puppetry and marionette exhibitions. Puppetry was added to UNESCO's list of Intangible Cultural Heritage in 2016.

6. The Gregor Mendel, the founder of genetics, was born in 1822 in what is now the Czech Republic.

7. The Czech Republic ranks as one of the top countries in terms of beer consumption per capita. The tradition of brewing dates back to the 10th century.

8. The currency used is the Czech koruna (CZK), as the country has not adopted the Euro.

9. The Charles University in Prague, established in 1348, is one of the oldest universities in the world.

10. The traditional Christmas dinner in the Czech Republic often includes carp, which families sometimes keep alive in their bathtubs before preparing it for the meal.

11. The Czech Republic is the birthplace of the renowned Art Nouveau artist Alphonse Mucha.

12. The country's landscape is quite diverse, including bohemian paradise's rock cities, Moravian karst caves, and mountain ranges like the Krkonoše, home to the highest peak in the country, Sněžka.

13. The Czech Republic is known for its spa towns, including Karlovy Vary, Mariánské Lázně, and Františkovy Lázně, attracting visitors seeking relaxation and therapeutic treatments.

14. The Moravian Karst, a protected nature reserve in the eastern part of the Czech Republic, features more than 1,000 known caves and gorges.

15. The Velocipedes Museum in Česká Třebová is one of the world's largest museums dedicated to bicycles and motorcycles.

16. The Czech language belongs to the West Slavic group of languages and is known for its challenging pronunciation and grammar.

17. Traditional Czech glassmaking and crystal production have a long history, with Bohemian crystal being highly prized worldwide.

18. The Olomouc cheese, known as Olomoucké syrečky or tvarůžky, is a smelly, aged cheese from the region of Olomouc, famous throughout the country.

19. The Czech Republic has a significant tradition of animation and film, with filmmakers like Jan Švankmajer gaining international acclaim.

20. Kutná Hora, a town in the Czech Republic, is home to the Sedlec Ossuary, a small Roman Catholic chapel, adorned with decorations made out of human bones.

21. The Czech Republic was the first former Eastern Bloc state to gain developed economy status according to the World Bank, showcasing its successful transition from a state-controlled economy to a market-driven one.

[fxdltc88]

Strohs Brewery 991 Gratiot Ave

Stroh Brewing Company started with Johann Peter Stroh in 1775 in Kirn, Germany. Johann and his family lived in a house with an adjoining brew house attached, and ran a local inn that served meals and their family’s recipe for Bohemian-style Pilsner Ale. Johann had three sons and one daughter. His second son, Georg Freidrich Stroh, inherited the brew house. Georg’s youngest son was

Johann Bernhard Stroh (known to the world as Bernhard), who was born in 1821. On February 22, 1848, revolutions erupted across Europe. With all the turbulent violence surrounding Europe in the mid-19th century, and with his father Johann’s death and his elder brother Georg inheriting the family business, a 27 year old Bernhard Stroh, who had learned the brewing trade, immigrated to the United States.

Bernhard Stroh arrived in the United States in 1850. He immediately started his own business. Stroh opened a brewery at 57 Catherine Street…He developed a market for a new light lager beer among the larger German immigrant population, and names his new company Lion’s Head Brewery, adopting the Lion’s Crest logo from Kyrburg Castle in Kirn, Germany.

The company uses this same crest as their logo to this day. With only an investment of $150 (in 2016 dollars, this would amount to $4,409.53) that he provided himself through working for the family inn back in Germany, Stroh had to be very frugal in his spending. By 1860, Stroh’s customers had a desire for Stroh to start bottling his famous beer so they could enjoy the Bohemian-style Pilsner Ale at their homes.

Bernhard Stroh would have his sons personally cart small kegs of beer to his customer’s homes and business by wheelbarrow.

Stroh’s would not only become Detroit’s largest brewer, but the third largest in the country.

This massive, million-square-foot factory at Gratiot near I-75 grew as the company did, with buildings dating from the 1860s to 1914. In late 1890, the firm Spier & Rohns was hired to make extensive additions and improvements to the Stroh campus, including building a 25-foot-by-70-foot fireproof stockhouse, a 60-foot-by-100-foot bottling works, and a new ice-machine plant. These additions made the brewery the largest in Michigan and formed some of the most visible parts of the plant.

By 1956, the Detroit brewery was pumping out 2.7 million barrels of beer — 83.7 million gallons.

he 1970s and 1980s were very productive years for the Stroh’s; sales continued to increase with the acquisition of Goebel’s, new leadership came in 1967 with John Stroh becoming CEO and Peter Stroh, Gari Stroh’s son, became President. The duo expanded the company to its greatest height throughout the two decades with new marketing and aggressive advertising strategies. With increased sales, the Stroh brewing company was able to match the big three car companies in terms of salaries and benefits. Early in the 1980’s, Peter Stroh started looking to take Stroh’s to the national stage, and made a bid on the Schaeffer Brewing Company and Schlitz Brewing Company. Schaeffer started to go into debt in the late 1970s and early ’80s, making the buyout from Stroh’s all too easy in 1981. Schlitz accepted a buyout offer of $17 a share. Schlitz became a wholly owned subsidiary of the Stroh Brewing Company, making Stroh the third-largest brewery in the United States. With all this expansion, Peter Stroh, now CEO at this time, realized his company was overextended. By 1985, Peter Stroh recognized his company was operating with excess capacity, On Feb. 8, 1985, Stroh’s announced it was closing its Detroit facility, calling it too costly to run and too inefficient compared with newer facilities it had acquired. The plant was shuttered that May, bringing an end to 135 years of tradition and costing 1,159 Detroiters their jobs.

The factory was imploded in two phases -- on April 13, 1986, and July 13, 1986 -- with the land soon redeveloped as Brewery Park.

In 1999, the struggling company was imploded, too, split up and sold to Miller Brewing and Pabst.

[4godownunder]

Donnerstag, 27. Juli 2023

On the road

Gegen 9.30 Uhr starten wir in Port Douglas gen Süden. Es regnet. Und gießt. Und nieselt. Der Captain Cook Highway sieht bei trübem Licht komplett anders aus, als bei strahlendem Sonnenschein. Und bis wir in Cairns und durch die Stadt gezuckelt sind, dauert es. Dann hat der Woolworth nichtmal ein Café - aber ein kleiner Stand mit Generator auf dem Parkplatz rettet die Reisegruppe mit diveren Heißgetränken und sehr großen Toasties.

Wir lassen den Paronella-Park (Spanier baut Schlosslandschaft mit verrottem Charme, 1936 eröffnet, heute Touristenmagnet) links liegen - zu viel Eintritt für zu viel Regen. Sämtliche Wasserfälle oder Schluchten melden gleich auf der Startseite Warnungen wegen Niederschlag, Flutwellen und sonstigen Katastrophen. Zum Glück, sonst wären wir verlockt gewesen.

Die Vegetation ist noch Regenwald. Kängurus oder andere Beuteltiere sehen wir leider nur als Opfer von Verkehrsunfällen am Straßenrand liegen. Der Weg führt an Bananenplantagen vorbei und zwischen Zuckerrohrfeldern hindurch. Immer wieder weisen Schilder auf die Gefahr des übermüdeten Fahrens hin, an einem Parkplatz lockt sogar kostenloser Kaffee für Fahrer.

Mittagsstopp in Cardwell, ein Weiler an der Küste. Am Eingang zum etwas verfallenen Regenwaldzentrum sitzt eine betagte Dame mit schwarzen Zehen und offenen Beinen vor einem überquellenden Aschenbecher. Sie ist offensichtlich die zuständige Fachkraft des Tages und teilt vor allem mit, dass die Toiletten geschlossen sind. Gegenüber ist ein Fish&Chips, die Innenräume haben die Anmutung einer verwahrlosten Kinderbetreuung (nur Inventar, keine Kinder), die Sanitärräume sind wüst. Immerhin schmecken die Speisen, die wir schon vor der Sichtung bestellt hatten. Aber auch die übrigen Gäste passen irgendwie in das Bild des Ortes ....

Langsam kommt die Sonne wieder heraus. Am Hinchinbrook Lookout bewundern wir die Sicht auf die Insel (die gegenüber von Cardwell liegt) und die mändernden Flussarme. Wunderschön. Ganz im Kontrast zum Küstenkaff ist Ingham - ein unglaublich schmuckes, herausgeputztes, blitzendes Örtchen. Vielleicht kommt ja Geld durch das Militär herein, das gerade am Ortsende eine Übung abhält und ein sehr sehr großes Lager aufgeschlagen hat.

Noch in Cardwell hatten wir eine Unterkunft für die Nacht in einem Motel in Townsville gebucht. Aber vorher geht es zur Abenddämmerung auf den Castle Hill mitten im Ort. Wir fahren hoch, alle Australier scheinen hoch zu radeln, zu rennen oder zu gehen - es sind sehr viele Fußgänger unterwegs. Aber das wäre heute dann doch zu viel des guten gewesen. Der Blick schweift über die Stadt und bis zum Magnetic Island. Im Cascade Motel begrüßt uns Jeff mit Handschlag. Der Senior war vor kurzem erst mit Kumpels in Italien Radfahren, im Raum Mailand, Bergamo.

Dann streifen wir noch kurz durch die Innenstadt, auf Wunsch von Louisa gibt es Koreanisch. Danach geht es eine Runde ans Meer, auf Wunsch von Kilian laufen wir noch einige der Kunstwerke am Strand ab. Und haben dann für einen Fahrtag doch einiges gesehen. Immerhin knapp 440 Kilometer waren es heute.

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Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash – The Ultimate Summer Celebration!

It’s time to fire up the grill, crack open a cold beer, and gather your friends and family for the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash—the ultimate summer celebration where great food, refreshing brews, and positive energy come together for an unforgettable day!

The BBQ You’ve Been Waiting For

At the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash, we’re all about mouthwatering BBQ that’s sure to satisfy every craving. Our expert grill masters will be turning out sizzling plates of juicy burgers, tender ribs, smoky chicken, and flavorful sausages, each cooked to perfection over an open flame. Whether you’re a meat lover or a fan of grilled veggies, there’s something on the menu for everyone.

Our BBQ spread doesn’t stop there—sides like tangy coleslaw, grilled corn, baked beans, and roasted potatoes will complete your meal and take your taste buds on a flavor-packed journey. And of course, we have a variety of sauces to complement your favorite dishes, from sweet and smoky to spicy and tangy.

The Perfect Beer Pairing

No BBQ is complete without a cold, refreshing beer, and the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is bringing you a selection of the best brews around. From crisp lagers to bold IPAs, smooth stouts to fruity ales, we’ve got the perfect beer to pair with every bite of BBQ goodness.

Our team of beer experts will guide you through the ultimate tasting experience, offering suggestions to elevate your meal and your fun. Whether you’re a craft beer connoisseur or just looking for something light and refreshing, there’s a brew waiting to quench your thirst.

Good Vibes, Live Music, and Fun Activities

A great event is more than just food and drink—it’s about the atmosphere, the people, and the energy. At the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash, the good vibes are flowing just as freely as the beer.

Get ready for live music that will keep you grooving all day long. From local bands to upbeat playlists, the tunes are as lively as the crowd. You won’t be able to resist tapping your feet or dancing along as the sun sets and the party heats up.

For those who like a bit of friendly competition, we’ve got games galore! Try your hand at cornhole, join a round of beer pong, or enjoy some backyard games with your friends and family. Whether you’re competing or just cheering on your team, it’s all part of the fun.

Family-Friendly Fun for All Ages

The Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is a family-friendly event, making it the perfect outing for everyone, from kids to grandparents. While the adults enjoy their craft beers and BBQ plates, the little ones can stay entertained with a range of kid-friendly activities. Face painting, a bouncy castle, and games designed just for kids will keep them busy while the grown-ups relax and enjoy the festivities.

A Great Time with Friends and Neighbors

Looking for the best way to connect with friends, neighbors, and family? The Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is the perfect opportunity to meet new people and celebrate old friendships. Grab your friends, neighbors, and loved ones for a day of fun, great food, and amazing drinks. Whether you’re lounging in the sun, dancing to the music, or sharing a cold one, you’re bound to have a blast!

Don’t Miss Out – Let’s Make Some Memories!

Mark your calendars, rally your crew, and get ready to enjoy the perfect summer day at the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash. With delicious BBQ, refreshing beers, and plenty of fun, this event is everything you need to make unforgettable memories with those who matter most.

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Queenslandin Salaiset Kansiot

Queenslandin Salaiset Kansiot

Oletko koskaan miettinyt, miksi Pohjois-Queenslandista on tullut UFO-havaintojen pesäke? Tämä Australian viehättävä alue on 1950-luvulta 1980-luvulle asti valloittanut sekä UFO-uskovaisten että skeptikkojen mielikuvituksen selittämättömine taivaallisine tapahtumineen. Jos etsit vastauksia Pohjois-Queenslandin UFO-havainnoista, olet päätynyt oikeaan artikkeliin. Olemme porautuneet aiemmin julkistamattomiin arkistoihin tuodaksemme sinulle ensikäden kertomuksia, luonnoksia ja hämmästyttäviä oivalluksia.

Kesäkuun 5. päivänä 1961 kaksi maanviljelijäveljestä, William ja Arthur Pacino, havaitsivat jotain erikoista taivaalla Mila Milan yllä. Heidän raporttinsa, jonka vahvistivat vanhempi konstaapeli Anderson ja entinen Australian kuninkaallisten ilmavoimien suunnistaja, kertoi yksityiskohtaisesti pallomaisesta esineestä, joka muuttui kartion muotoiseksi ja hehkui punaisena ennen kuin se syöksyi taivaan poikki huomattavalla nopeudella. Esine liikkui oudosti ja muutti suuntaa ennen kuin se lopulta katosi. Vaikka meteorologiset asemat ja lentoluutnantit eivät pystyneet antamaan vastauksia, asukkaat jäivät hämmentyneiksi ja huolestuneiksi.

Vain muutamaa päivää myöhemmin kuorma-autonkuljettaja nimeltä Jones näki jotain samanlaista — tällä kertaa Garnet-vuoren yllä. Hänen nopea luonnoksensa kuvasi kahdeksan jalkaa leveää ja syvää esinettä, jonka pohja oli kiilamainen ja jota seurasi musta savu- tai höyryjälki kuin pyrstö. Jones ei ollut kummajainen eikä hullu, vain tavallinen mies, joka näki jotain erikoista.

R.A. Roberts, toinen silminnäkijä Nebosta, lähes 800 kilometriä etelään, raportoi kohteesta, joka oli ”kupolin muotoinen ja jossa oli rivi loistavia sinertävän valkoisia valoja ja kirkkaan punainen pyrstö”. Esine kulki ”hirvittävällä nopeudella”, ja maasto, jossa se myöhemmin nähtiin, näytti siltä, kuin se olisi ollut kovassa kuumuudessa. Todistukset ja niihin liittyvät piirrokset ovat hämmästyttävän samankaltaisia, ja ne piirtävät elävän kuvan Pohjois-Queenslandissa tehdyistä UFO-havainnoista.

Joskus salaperäisyys kuitenkin väistyy huumorin tieltä. Yksi tällainen tapaus sattui Townsvillessä vuonna 1956, kun Castle Hillin halkeamaan jäänyt salaperäinen hahmo osoittautui tyhjäksi Foster’s Lager -pakkaukseksi.

Kiehtovia eivät ole vain silminnäkijäkertomukset. Poliisi, ilmavoimat ja ilmailuviranomaiset olivat yhtä kiinnostuneita ja hämmentyneitä. Queenslandin Salaiset Kansiot, jotka on nyt digitoitu ja saatavilla verkossa, sisältää raportteja useiden vuosikymmenten ajalta, ja se kattaa useita selittämättömiä ilmiöitä. Eivätkä vain taivaalle katsoneet ihmiset ole ymmällään; joskus jopa vastausten etsiminen voi jättää jälkeensä lisää kysymyksiä.

Olitpa sitten maan ulkopuoliseen elämään uskova tai skeptikko, joka yrittää löytää järkevän selityksen, Pohjois-Queenslandissa tehdyt UFO-havainnot jättävät sinut mietteliääksi. Salaperäisiä eivät ole vain taivaalliset tapahtumat, vaan niiden herättämät ajatukset, teoriat ja kyltymätön uteliaisuus, jotka tekevät näistä kertomuksista todella kiehtovia. Voit vapaasti uskaltautua tähän mysteerien kaninkoloon, mutta varoitus: Joskus vastausten etsiminen voi herättää vielä enemmän kysymyksiä.

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+Stroh's beer and it is a lager no a eagular beer yes and higher end tstey we price it lower to sell. i want it out and i want my first born and first born daughter too on it an to get it up today. brew it

Hera

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Anheuser Busch Inbev Share Price Skyrocketing Success

Introduction Anheuser-Busch InBev (AB InBev), one of the world's largest and most renowned brewing companies, has seen Anheuser-Busch InBev Share Price soar in recent years. This remarkable increase in stock value reflects not only the company's robust financial health but also its strategic initiatives and market dominance. This article delves into the factors contributing to AB InBev Share Price success and what it means for investors and the beverage industry. Anheuser Busch InBev India Limited (AB InBev India), previously known as SABMiller India Limited, is the largest brewer in India. The company manufactures, distributes, and sells beer, alcoholic beverages, and soft drinks. As of March 31, 2021, AB InBev operated ten breweries across India, located in Telangana, Andhra Pradesh, Karnataka, Rajasthan, Maharashtra, Haryana, Madhya Pradesh, Uttar Pradesh, Orissa, and Kerala. The majority of sales came from Telangana, Rajasthan, Karnataka, and Uttar Pradesh. Additionally, the company contracts beer production from three other breweries.

AB InBev Asia BV acquired SABMiller as part of the global takeover of SABMiller by AB InBev. AB InBev's portfolio includes brands like Budweiser, Corona, Aguila, Brahma, Castle Lager, Haywards 5000, Victoria, and Jupiler. Incorporated in 1988, the company is headquartered in Mumbai, India.

Strategic Acquisitions and Mergers Expanding Global Footprint AB InBev has strategically expanded its global presence through a series of high-profile acquisitions and mergers. The most notable was the acquisition of SABMiller in 2016, which significantly increased AB InBev's market share and distribution network, particularly in emerging markets. This move consolidated its position as the leading global brewer and created significant synergies, driving operational efficiencies and cost savings.

Diversifying Product Portfolio Beyond expanding geographically, AB InBev has diversified its product portfolio to cater to changing consumer preferences. The company has invested in craft breweries and non-alcoholic beverages, appealing to a broader demographic and mitigating risks associated with declining beer consumption in some markets. This diversification has bolstered its revenue streams and enhanced its resilience in a dynamic market.

Financial Performance and Growth Strong Revenue and Profit Margins AB InBev's financial performance has been impressive, characterized by strong revenue growth and healthy profit margins. The company's ability to leverage economies of scale, coupled with stringent cost management, has led to robust earnings. Investors have responded positively to the company's financial health, driving up the share price.

Innovative Marketing and Branding The company's innovative marketing campaigns and strong brand portfolio have also played a pivotal role in its success. Iconic brands like Budweiser, Corona, and Stella Artois enjoy high brand loyalty and global recognition. AB InBev's effective marketing strategies, including sponsorships, digital campaigns, and community engagements, have strengthened its market position and contributed to revenue growth.

Technological Advancements and Sustainability Initiatives Embracing Technology AB InBev has embraced technology to enhance its operations and customer engagement. The implementation of advanced analytics, digital marketing tools, and supply chain optimization technologies has improved efficiency and customer satisfaction. These technological advancements have not only reduced costs but also driven innovation, creating value for shareholders.

Commitment to Sustainability Sustainability is a core component of AB InBev's business strategy. The company has set ambitious sustainability goals, including water conservation, renewable energy use, and reducing carbon emissions. These initiatives resonate with environmentally conscious consumers and investors, enhancing the company's reputation and long-term viability.

Market Trends and Future Outlook Rising Consumer Demand The global beverage market is experiencing a resurgence in demand, particularly for premium and craft beers. AB InBev's strategic positioning in these segments has enabled it to capitalize on this trend. The company's focus on quality and innovation ensures that it remains competitive in a rapidly evolving market.

Positive Investor Sentiment Investor sentiment towards AB InBev remains positive, driven by its consistent performance and strategic vision. Analysts project continued growth in the company's share price, supported by its strong fundamentals and proactive approach to market changes. As the company continues to innovate and expand, it is likely to attract further investment interest.

Conclusion Anheuser-Busch InBev's skyrocketing share price is a testament to its strategic acumen, financial strength, and commitment to innovation and sustainability. The company's ability to navigate market dynamics, expand its global footprint, and diversify its product offerings has positioned it as a leader in the beverage industry. For investors, AB InBev represents a compelling opportunity, backed by a solid track record and a promising outlook for future growth.

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Top 3 Beers to Try in South Africa: A Taste of Brewing Excellence

South Africa's beer culture is as diverse and vibrant as the country itself, offering a rich tapestry of flavors, styles, and traditions. From classic lagers to innovative craft brews, there's something for every palate to discover and enjoy. In this article, we'll explore three top beers in South Africa, each offering a unique glimpse into the country's brewing heritage and creative spirit.

Castle Lager Beer - A South African Classic

No discussion of South African beer would be complete without mentioning Castle Lager. Established in 1895, Castle Lager holds the distinction of being South Africa's oldest and most iconic beer brand. Brewed using the finest barley malt, maize, and hops, Castle Lager boasts a crisp and refreshing taste that has become synonymous with South African hospitality and camaraderie.

Castle Lager's popularity extends beyond South Africa's borders, earning it a loyal following both locally and internationally. With its smooth texture, balanced flavor profile, and clean finish, Castle Lager is the perfect choice for any occasion, whether you're enjoying a braai (barbecue) with friends or simply unwinding after a long day.

Devil's Peak Lager - Craft Beer Excellence

For beer connoisseurs seeking a more adventurous taste experience, Devil's Peak Lager is the perfect choice. Brewed by Devil's Peak Brewing Company, one of South Africa's leading craft breweries, Devil's Peak Lager embodies the spirit of innovation and craftsmanship that defines the country's craft beer scene.

Crafted using the finest locally sourced ingredients and brewed according to time-honored traditions, Devil's Peak Lager is a testament to the passion and dedication of its brewers. With its golden hue, floral aroma, and crisp, clean taste, Devil's Peak Lager is a refreshing and satisfying brew that pairs perfectly with South Africa's sunny climate and outdoor lifestyle.

Devil's Peak Brewing Company's commitment to quality and sustainability has earned it numerous accolades and awards, solidifying its reputation as a top player in the South African craft beer industry. Whether you're a seasoned craft beer enthusiast or a curious newcomer, Devil's Peak Lager promises an unforgettable drinking experience that celebrates the best of South African brewing.

Darling Brew Slow Beer - A Taste of Adventure

Rounding out our list of top beers to try in South Africa is Darling Brew Slow Beer. Hailing from the quaint town of Darling in the Western Cape Province, Darling Brew is renowned for its commitment to brewing excellence and environmental stewardship.

Slow Beer, a flagship offering from Darling Brew, is a testament to the brewery's ethos of slow living and mindful consumption. Brewed using a blend of locally sourced ingredients, including indigenous fynbos botanicals, Slow Beer is a unique and flavorful brew that pays homage to South Africa's natural beauty and biodiversity.

With its complex flavor profile, hints of citrus and spice, and smooth, lingering finish, Slow Beer is a true delight for the senses. Whether you're sipping it by the fire on a chilly evening or enjoying it al fresco on a sunny day, Slow Beer invites you to slow down, savor the moment, and appreciate the simple pleasures of life.

Where to Find These Beers:

Fortunately, you don't have to travel all the way to South Africa to enjoy these top-notch brews. Thanks to online retailers like The Grand Store, you can shop for beers online in South Africa and have them delivered right to your doorstep. Whether you're stocking up for a special occasion or simply looking to expand your beer horizons, The Grand Store offers a wide selection of South African beers, including Castle Lager, Devil's Peak Lager, and Darling Brew Slow Beer.

South Africa's beer scene is alive and thriving, with breweries across the country producing an exciting array of brews that showcase the country's diversity, creativity, and craftsmanship. Whether you're a fan of classic lagers, adventurous craft beers, or unique brews infused with local flavor, there's something for everyone to discover and enjoy. So raise a glass to South African beer and toast to the spirit of adventure!

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Trip to Taiwan, April 2024 - Day 2: KAVALAN Whiskey Tasting

After the distillery tour, whiskey tasting and souvenir purchase.

蒸溜所見学後のお楽しみ！ウイスキーテイスティングとお土産購入。

蒸溜所の隣に立っている「酒堡 Sprit Castle」には、有料試飲のバーとギフトショップがあります。蒸溜所見学のあとはこちら！

▼有料試飲スペースはめちゃくちゃ広いので、大量のお客さんが来てもダイジョウブw

複数の樽をブレンドしたウイスキーはNTD100（約500円）/ 10ml、1つの樽からのウイスキーはNTD200（約1000円）/10ml。全部で4種類が飲めます。

「せっかくだから全部でしょ！」ということで、4種全部を注文。NTD600（約3,000円）ですが、2人で分けるので十分です。

＼きゃー！！🥃✨／

4種類それぞれ、ものすごく個性がある...！

果実みのあるフルーティーなもの、ナッツのようなもの、チョコレートやバニラのようなもの、、、こうやって蒸溜所で比較試飲しないと個性って分からないものですね。とっても勉強になった！

▼バーカウンターには他の種類も並んでいたので、団体ツアーとかでは他のも飲めたりする企画とかもあるのかも。

そしてギフトショップコーナーへ！

こちらは大きいボトルの販売エリア。 「酒堡獨家販售」というラベルが買いてある、蒸溜所のショップ限定のものは「Madeira Cask Single Cask Strength Single Malt Whiskey」という希少なもの。シングルカスク=1つの樽から詰められたもの、です。

▲NTD1,600 / 300ml、日本円で約8,000円なので買えなくはないのですが、ウイスキー飲まない私のお家に、高いウイスキーがあっても困るのでここはスキップ。

こちらは、50mlサイズのチューブに入ったものが並んでいるスペース。1種類NTD150〜290くらいなので比較的買いやすい！ ということで、試飲して美味しかった、 ・Single Malt Whiskey Podium 46% 50ml ・Single Malt Whiskey WINE OAK 54% 50ml を購入。

また、KAVALAN蒸溜所を持っている会社「金車」は、台湾最大手の飲料メーカーで、ビールブランド「柏克金 Buckskin」というのもつくっています。

これも売ってたので、Buckskinの ・Tropical Lager ・Peak IPA ・Coast IPA を購入。楽しみ〜！

ギフトショップの前にあるアイスクリームやさんで、ウイスキーアイスとビールアイスをいただいてツアー終了。

やっぱりお酒の工場見学は楽しい〜！ブランドへの愛着度も上がるし、新しいこと勉強できるのはいいなあ。行って良かったです！

▼（追記1）お土産

我ながら良いお土産チョイス！

帰国してから「まあ、台湾の大手だしねえ」とあまり期待せずにTropical Lagerを飲んだのですが、予想を大きく裏切る美味しさ！これめちゃくちゃ美味しい〜！夏にガブガブ飲むのに最高のトロピカルなテイスト❤️

【2024年4月 台北の旅】 ・Day 0 ・Day 1 └ 四海豆漿大王 └ 迪化街(油飯・蚵仔煎)&WANGTEA LAB └ Gin&Tonic Pa 2024 └ 寧夏夜市→六堆夥房 ・Day 2 └ KAVALAN Distillery └ KAVALAN Tasting Room & Gift Shop👈THIS ・Day 3