We each of us hold within ourselves places, with their particular scenery and soundscapes, that we know intimately and like to revisit when we can. But it’s not just the physical place, it’s also beers we enjoy there, and what they represent: indulgence, a moment taken to ourselves amid a busy life. The restorative glass that slakes our thirst and gladdens the soul.
Most of us will amass a small collection of these places throughout our lives. The pubs where we first drank with our mates, trying to get served when we were not completely legal. The student hang-outs where we figured out who we were and who we wanted to be. The tables across which we made friends with colleagues during our first jobs. The places we met significant others and fell in love, fell out again, made up. We drink them in along with the beer and they become a part of us without us ever knowing it.