And so, in place of my usual ramblings, I present the first in a seven-day procession of curious, charming, and occasionally baffling beer-related treasures gathered from the far reaches of the intertubes.
We begin, quite fittingly, with a thing of rare beauty: a flow chart.
There is something deeply reassuring about a flow chart, isn’t there? Its quiet promise that, with enough arrows and boxes, even the most pressing of life’s questions, What shall I drink?, can be resolved with calm, orderly certainty.
A small mercy, perhaps, on a week such as this.
Do check back tomorrow, one hopes both the series and the author will be in slightly better condition.

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