Ok, we’ve gone over this before, but I’m really getting aggravated with seasonal creep. Not only are stores already displaying Christmas stuff, but our winter beers have already arrived as well.
Now, I’m not really a fan of fall as a beer season. Oktoberfests are pretty good, but I don’t care for pumpkin beers. I just don’t really like pumpkin, in general. I don’t like pumpkin lattes, pumpkin seeds or even pumpkin pie (sorry, Emily, I’m sure the two whole pies I watched you make from scratch were delicious… just not to me).
Well, it’s done. I’ve moved from Boston, MA to ye olde Brooklyn, NY. It’s been a blast so far, especially the part where my entire apartment was ravaged by a plague and we spent the entire long weekend coughing and sneezing and making soup.
I saw something completely unacceptable at the store today:
Totally, one hundred percent Godwin’s Law wrong. It’s August. August. I refuse to eat or drink anything with Pumpkin in it before October. Maybe late September. Yes, that includes coffee. And especially beer. Especially.
Don’t get me wrong; I like me a good pumpkin beer, even though I’m kinda picky about them. But I should be drinking summer brews through late September, and then finishing off my fall seasonals in November. At this rate, we’ll probably start seeing winter beers on September 1. (Pleasepleasethat’sonlyajokedon’tmakethatathing)
Breweries, I beg of you… Please… wait three more weeks for this stuff. Seriously. I’ll respect you so much more for it.