I'm posting from Queenstown, New Zealand. Bloody beautiful place if there ever was one.
Also home to what must be the greatest cravings for a drink I've had in 5 months.
And the trigger: Emersons. It must be the most beautiful range of beer in New Zealand, and probably shits on almost every Aussie beer as well. I had to walk past a little bar here in beautiful Queenstown and I tell you what, the pangs were strong. I had a fantastic time drinking at that bar, and in Queenstown itself, 12 months ago.
And then I went into a supermarket, where they sell beer, and the Emersons was just lined up and I could imagine drinking every beautiful one of them: Pilsner, London Porter, IPA, Strong Ale. I know every one of them would really be something special. And what a beautiful location to drink them.
The pang was almost overwhelming.
Anyway, I removed myself from the aisle and got out of the shop. No Emersons for me.
But I really really really did feel like buying some beautiful Emersons beer, in beautiful New Zealand.
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