To Quote Davy Crockett, "I Will Go to Texas"
In just a few short hours, Rebekah, Karis and I will be heading out to the great republic of Texas for a seriously needed vacation. We will be staying with some friends of ours in Austin, as well as spending a few days at a swanky hotel on the Riverwalk in San Antonio for our anniversary. Unfortunately, I don't own a notebook computer, and will likely be cut off from all of blogdom for a few days (much to my wife's delight).Before I cut off communication with y'all, let me leave you with a short list of things I'm looking forward to in Tejas:
- Sitting on the patio on a warm summer night with my buddy Steve, drinking Shiner and waxing philosophical.
- Meeting Brother Quotidian face-to-face and talking about all things Anglican over some good German beer.
- Relaxing with my family at the Hotel Valencia on the Riverwalk, not thinking about things that stress me out.
- Shiner on tap, anywhere and everywhere I go (I know I already mentioned Shiner; that should tell you something).
- Shiner on ta... Oops.
posted by DrewDog at 12:44 AM
5 Comments:
Well, Shiner IS good, of course. But there's so many other malty, yeasty, chewy brews to sample as well. San Antonio's German heritage is pretty much a state secret, except among the locals, who don't let the word out too often.
I'm much looking forward to this evening next week.
bq
BQ: You just used some of my favorite words: "malty, yeasty, chewy, brews." I'm greatly looking forward to next week as well.
Gar: Yes, it looks like it's a small world after all. In fact, I'm typing this comment from his notebook computer. Perhaps I'll be meeting you later next week as well!
Is there a Mr. Al, Mr. Al Coholic in the house?
And a big Homer "D'oh" to Bro.Q as he just let the secret out to all of the Californians! Thanks!
Hey, your next vacation needs to be Pucallpa, sipping mate de coca or Inca Kola. Sorry, I can't recommend any great beers here as I haven't found any yet. The Arequipeñan Beer isn't too bad considering. Besides the Christians in Pucallpa tend to follow a teaching talked about in one of your recent posts on another blog that I won't mention in case Ann.#1 is reading.
Hi, Doug,
There's no problem with Californians and Texas' German secret. Excepting the exceptional Californians such as Andrew, most of those I've known are so stuck on their own environs they'd never credit something like I reported, particularly because it's in Texas.
I lived for several years in a Christian culture that did not have the teetotaler spirituality common among old-time evangelical/fundy Christians in America. In other words, beer was known as "liquid bread" and was quaffed as commonly as iced tea in the south, almost always with meals. Wine spritzers (half wine, half carbonated water) were drunk like cokes are here.
Here's what I noticed, and inquired about -- the rate of alcoholism among Christians. No one was counting noses, of course, so my anecdotal evidence is only that. But, from what I gleaned from pastors in that environment is this: the incidence of alcoholism was no different there than among the teettotaling fundies of my youth.
The lesson I drew is this: the social prohibition against drinking was probably of minimal or no effect in preventing abuse. And, the absence of the same prohibition did not increase the incidence of abuse. This was collateral validation of the Bible's view of alcohol: it is something sinful men will abuse, because they are sinful, not because alcohol itself is so great a temptation.
bq
I figure I'm getting to a computer terminal sooner than Drewdog, so I'll report in first. The beers enjoyed were Shiner and Dos Equis (the latter with a blast of fresh lime juice). Otherwise, the various brews at the German beer hall were missed. Poor Karis was having a difficult time with her teething, and after the l'il darlin' got to sleep, there was no way we were going to awaken her.
I'll let Drewdog fill in on the other adventures. Our part in them was accented by barbecue from Rudy's, eaten in the home of old friends of mine and new friends of Drewdog and Rebecca and Karis.
Heaven will be a wonderful place. We can sit with our steins in comfy chairs along the shores of Saint Brigid's lake of beer, all of our teeth cut long ago in the past, eternity stretching before us.
bq
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