We are proud to have Danielle Whalen back writing for us with the next installment on her life as a Better Beer Wife.
“Stick your head in this bucket and tell me what you smell.” Ah… the joys of being the wife of a home brewer. It has its ups and downs, but over all I couldn’t be more proud of my husband and his award winning beer.
I thought I should write an update since I can finally say I enjoy drinking beer. (Please hold all applause until the end.) After years of persuasion, persistence, and patience, my husband has turned me into a better beer consumer. Don’t get me wrong, I still lean toward a glass of wine on most occasions but I have to admit there have been quite a few times I’ve found myself with a glass of beer in my hand and thought “Wait, Jared’s not even home! What has he done to me?”
I’ve learned that I like hefeweizens or wheat beers. I also like sour beers and hard ciders. I’ve learned that I don’t enjoy very hoppy beers, but I can handle a little bit of bitterness. I’ve even been known to finish a porter or a stout, which I wouldn’t do more than smell in the beginning of this little adventure. However, I’ve also learned that after the second beer is gone, I really don’t care what it tastes like.
I so love the brew outs and other gatherings that we go to with the guys from the Northern Kentucky Home Brewers Guild. I love that everyone’s set up is so different and they’re all learning from and helping each other. We’ve met some great people that I’m proud to call friends.
So, I drink beer. It’s just something I do now. It’s nice that I can order a beer at a bar when that’s what everyone else is drinking. It’s a social thing; though most times I end up saying “Jared, which of these will I like?” In the end, I think he’s mostly proud of his accomplishment and partly kicking himself that the kegs empty twice as fast and the bill is always twice as much at beer dinners. Be careful what you wish for! I’m just getting started.