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Someone please remind me why I am moving away from D.C.?
This week, the National Beer Wholesalers Association is having their annual legislative conference. This event is eagerly anticipated all year by the D.C. Hill-rats, mostly because of the lavish, beer-filled receptions open to any staffer with enough moxie to walk in the door. Cerin and I mutually roped each other into going to the Anheiser-Busch reception last night, and the fact that Cerin has an impressive-sounding job in the Senate assured me that we would probably pass a legitimacy check at the door if I let her do all the talking.
Turns out that nobody could give a crap whether we actually belonged at this reception, and we strolled right in the door.
BEER. As far as the eye could see. Five bartending stations throughout the room featuring a selection of at least fifteen different A-B beers, including several that were just released in May and that I have never seen before. Buckets of beer on every little finger-food-eating table. A pasta station with three kinds of ravioli. A carving station with fresh turkey and steak. I didn't even notice the RAW BAR until Cerin excitedly squeaked in its general direction - pre-cracked crab claws, jumbo shrimp, and oysters and clams on the half-shell. Nearby was a platter of sashimi and hunks of raw fish.
I freaking love this town.
We stayed for about an hour and a half and managed to drink four beers, which is sort of pathetic, but I'm a lightweight and we were trying not to get sloppy. I had an orangehead crush, a Bud Light Lime (this is new and SUPER-limey), a Michelob Ultra Tuscan Orange Grapefruit (think Smirnoff Ice sweetness, but stronger beer taste and flavored like Orange/Grapefruit), and a Michelob Ultra Cactus Lime (less limey and more cactusy than the Bud Light Lime).
There's another reception tonight (this is supposed to be the big one), but I am hosting poker and have to skip it...although I had half a mind to try to pop in before heading home...
RAW BAR!!!
They had crabcakes! Dreams come true!
Steel drum band + endless lime beers = beach successfully evoked.
This week, the National Beer Wholesalers Association is having their annual legislative conference. This event is eagerly anticipated all year by the D.C. Hill-rats, mostly because of the lavish, beer-filled receptions open to any staffer with enough moxie to walk in the door. Cerin and I mutually roped each other into going to the Anheiser-Busch reception last night, and the fact that Cerin has an impressive-sounding job in the Senate assured me that we would probably pass a legitimacy check at the door if I let her do all the talking.
Turns out that nobody could give a crap whether we actually belonged at this reception, and we strolled right in the door.
BEER. As far as the eye could see. Five bartending stations throughout the room featuring a selection of at least fifteen different A-B beers, including several that were just released in May and that I have never seen before. Buckets of beer on every little finger-food-eating table. A pasta station with three kinds of ravioli. A carving station with fresh turkey and steak. I didn't even notice the RAW BAR until Cerin excitedly squeaked in its general direction - pre-cracked crab claws, jumbo shrimp, and oysters and clams on the half-shell. Nearby was a platter of sashimi and hunks of raw fish.
I freaking love this town.
We stayed for about an hour and a half and managed to drink four beers, which is sort of pathetic, but I'm a lightweight and we were trying not to get sloppy. I had an orangehead crush, a Bud Light Lime (this is new and SUPER-limey), a Michelob Ultra Tuscan Orange Grapefruit (think Smirnoff Ice sweetness, but stronger beer taste and flavored like Orange/Grapefruit), and a Michelob Ultra Cactus Lime (less limey and more cactusy than the Bud Light Lime).
There's another reception tonight (this is supposed to be the big one), but I am hosting poker and have to skip it...although I had half a mind to try to pop in before heading home...
RAW BAR!!!
They had crabcakes! Dreams come true!
Steel drum band + endless lime beers = beach successfully evoked.