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In honor of American Craft Beer Week, every day this week I will pay tribute to the six states and one city I have lived in since I was born in 1982, with a beer I haven’t had before. It’s basically a thinly-veiled excuse to drink a ton of beer, under the guise of “being personal.” I’m cool with it if you are.
Day 3: Essential Pale Ale by Port City Brewering — Alexandria, Virginia  
Why Virginia? Well, after being born in California and spending a good portion of my childhood inside the District, I moved to Virginia, where I spent many years being an insufferable pre-teen — who thought Smashing Pumpkins understood her inner 12-year-old angst, lulz — living near what would eventually become the Pentagon City mall. Not long after, I would spend a few more years being an even more insufferable high schooler living in Great Falls, Virginia.
Eventually I would move away from the Commonwealth to find myself in exotic destinations, unsullied by the folly of man, like Boston and… Ft. Lauderdale. But eventually I came back. And I brought Patrick with me. And while we were living in a crumbling pre-war apartment in Old Town Alexandria, we got married. 
So in honor of those many years, I’m going to do something I haven’t done in awhile to honor a beer. For one time only… until, of course, I do it again, it’s time for my favorite laziness-inspired tradition, the beer haiku review. 
Basically I’m just tired from a super long day at work. So the 5-7-5 missive below is all you’re getting from me about the Essential Pale Ale. 

Classic, no demands
That’s good — I’m not listening
la la la la la

Seriously, sometimes the best beers are the ones that know when to keep it simple. Especially when I all feel like saying right now is, “That’s about enough out of you, Wednesday.”

In honor of American Craft Beer Week, every day this week I will pay tribute to the six states and one city I have lived in since I was born in 1982, with a beer I haven’t had before. It’s basically a thinly-veiled excuse to drink a ton of beer, under the guise of “being personal.” I’m cool with it if you are.

Day 3: Essential Pale Ale by Port City Brewering — Alexandria, Virginia  

Why Virginia? Well, after being born in California and spending a good portion of my childhood inside the District, I moved to Virginia, where I spent many years being an insufferable pre-teen — who thought Smashing Pumpkins understood her inner 12-year-old angst, lulz — living near what would eventually become the Pentagon City mall. Not long after, I would spend a few more years being an even more insufferable high schooler living in Great Falls, Virginia.

Eventually I would move away from the Commonwealth to find myself in exotic destinations, unsullied by the folly of man, like Boston and… Ft. Lauderdale. But eventually I came back. And I brought Patrick with me. And while we were living in a crumbling pre-war apartment in Old Town Alexandria, we got married

So in honor of those many years, I’m going to do something I haven’t done in awhile to honor a beer. For one time only… until, of course, I do it again, it’s time for my favorite laziness-inspired tradition, the beer haiku review. 

Basically I’m just tired from a super long day at work. So the 5-7-5 missive below is all you’re getting from me about the Essential Pale Ale. 

Classic, no demands

That’s good — I’m not listening

la la la la la

Seriously, sometimes the best beers are the ones that know when to keep it simple. Especially when I all feel like saying right now is, “That’s about enough out of you, Wednesday.”

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