The grocery store has never been my enemy. Even recently, not being able to eat gluten, dairy or many other items lining the shelves in the grocery store, I embrace the challenge. Until yesterday.
I ran into the store yesterday for a few items and I almost ran out….a literal run. Right in front of me is a gigantic display for Guinness and Harp beer – the (un)official beer of St. Patrick’s Day. Bummer. I am a lover of all things Guinness…t-shirts, hats, cupcakes, roast beef, beer…love. Yesterday, my love almost consumed me. I was overwhelmed with the idea that the lovely taste of my beloved would never again cross my lips. I hadn’t even thought of this until now! Sure, I have to give up beer – but my mind goes to Miller Lite because that is what is normally drank around here. There are those moments, however, when Guinness is the choice and those days I embraced warmly. A beer snob I will happily be for a day….or once was.