Recently, I got to thinking a little bit about what it means to really be open-minded.
Woah, woah, woah. Take a breath. If that statement made you clench up like a 5 year-old staring down the business end of a booster syringe, please relax. I’m not about to go all deep, profound, or philosphical on you. I think we all know that while I could be talking about heavy here, the odds are pretty unlikely.
Let’s face, it: I’m more likely to wax poetic about flexibility when it comes to watermelon bubble gum than I am, you know, an actual issue.
Anyway, what I’m referencing here is beer (duh). I like to consider myself open-minded about most things, but not too long ago I realized I’ve been clinging to a few craft-brew opinions that might not be considered fair and balanced. Luckily, I was due to write a post for Hoperatives, where, not coincidentally, I frequently ramble on about beer-related things. So that’s what I did.
Maybe give it a read?