We have lived like tourists in our hometown lately.
This weekend we had a special celebration. My not-so-baby-sister grew up recently.
I took it as my duty to take her out on the town.
One of the do-not-miss spots was St. Louis’ pride and joy.
I think St. Louis is known for two things….
a rapper with a band-aid addiction and a King. What’s better than beer? Free beer. The tour is free and lasts about an hour. It is chock full’o history and oh yea…BEER.
At the end of the tour you get two glasses of the freshest beer you’ll ever taste.
I assume that’s what my sister was there for.
I was there for the pretty buildings. There were about a million different buildings to see and they all served a different purpose, the first building was the large aging room where the beer gets all of its delicious flavor. Want to hear the craziest part? Those tanks were stacked six high. To drink just one of those tanks you would have to drink a beer an hour everyday for over 130 years. Then you would have quite a beer belly. We also got to see where they jump in giant vats and mash all the hops up ala Lucille Ball. Ok so maybe that doesn’t actually happen….but mashing does. Big surprise, this building was huge as well.
If I had to guess I’d say twenty stories. Then there were of course, more pretty buildings. One of the last stops was the factory. It was…take a guess….huge.
This is where the magic happens, they bottle and can and keg all that tasty goodness. I so wanted to sing the Laverne & Shirley theme song, if only I had a big glove. Maybe a neck scarf and a cardigan.
On the way out I decided I need a green door somewhere in my life.
I can’t imagine why… Our trip would not have been complete with out a family photo.
Then this happened. I wish I could thank that man personally.
Have you had any hometown fun lately?