On the next NorCal trip, I'll finally get to the highly touted Monk's Kettle beer-nirvana in the Mission district of San Francisco. This time I had to content myself some Bear Republic Racer 5 IPA from an "ordinary" grocery store -- and a glass of Pliny the Elder IPA in a neighborhood bistro. (To think that 1.3 billion people must still drink waterish REEB, Snow, or Yanjing! Life definitely is not fair.) This all does numb the pain of a state or a nation in decline. On to policy matters tomorrow, or sometime.
This article available online at:
http://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2010/03/proud-to-be-a-californian-part-1-386/37464/
