Yesterday we went out to breakfast and then went to two different wine shops. One was a specialty store and the other was a big box wine retailer. When we want something really special we go to the little shop with the knowledgeable staff and the clean layout. As we had several people on our list that need to get wine as gifts this year, we purchased several bottles and also found a champagne for ringing in the new year.
We headed over to the big box store to stock up on our regular supply of wine. I’m sure there are knowledgeable employees there but they are usually busy stacking box after box of wine. The better-half likes to take his time and carefully select new bottles to try. I usually grab the 3 or 4 usual suspects and then head over to the beer section to see what’s new. That’s exactly what happened yesterday.
I entered the beer aisle from the front of the store and noticed an older couple stalled in front of the import singles. I knew they’d be there awhile so it took a little wind out of my sails. I like to get my shopping done fast. Then I can wander around with the better-half and prod him into shopping faster, faster. With the stall in front of the imports, I decided to look at the domestics.
I’m not overly found of American hops when compared to the smoothness of foreign hops in a good IPA from anywhere but here. I don’t usually spend a whole lot of time looking at the domestics because of that. Which is not to say that I don’t like to drink the domestics and some are quite good. I drank a Stone IPA last night-delicious. I digress.
I did a holy cow move right there in the aisle and was pretty glad the old folks were too busy fumbling through the stouts. Genesee Cream Ale, right there in front of me. I grabbed two six-packs and practically ran back to the better-half. I slid those cartons into the cart, smiled, and said, “Don’t Worry” and then scurried off. The better-half looked stunned and pretty happy. I scoured the case area to no avail and went back in for two more six-packs. I would have cleared the shelf but didn’t want to deprive other Genesee fans. Now all we need to do is to get someone to carry Strongbow around here.
You’re cracking me up with the lust for Genny Cream! I think I told you once that Rochester’s my home town, but we always drank Genny Lite or Genny 12-Horse. Cream Ale was what the geezers drank.
Tonight I took the youngest to Taco Bell; not the one by the mall we usually go to (not a good time to go near the Mall). There’s a Deli there that I get Genny Lite. They also carry Cream Ale. $10.99 for a 30 pack, and they had quite a few.
The better-half really likes the Genny. I first had it along with Rolling Rock while in college. I have a good friend who married a guy from PA and he had a supply.
I think the better-half and I were supposed to be Northerners but somehow ended up being Virginians instead.