“I suspect states are going to realize there’s money to be made, and they’ll start to change laws so people can distil to sell. It happened with wine, it happened with beer.”

They could recognize each other’s style by their dots and dashes. They called that the “fist.” St. George, they have a fist.

They could recognize each other’s style by their dots and dashes.

Our relationship with alcohol is a hologram for how human beings relate to the natural world.

It is in some ways the best expression of what humans are able to do. Nobody else can make that! And it’s delicious.

When you get to that level of brown liquor – an age distillate of a fermented thing, grain that we learned how to plant and make grow.

From the early days of the telegraph, to be a telegrapher was a job, and there weren’t many of those folks. T

They don’t understand what they’ve done until the late 1800s, but they know if they combine things in a certain way, they’ll get something magic.

You taste something from St. George, even across categories – the gin, the whisky – it tastes like something from St. George. It’s the same as going to a great bar:

Distilling is such a strange and arcane art, still.

Not quite a science yet, but when someone’s making something weird, I like to know about it.

From the early days of the telegraph, to be a telegrapher was a job, and there weren’t many of those folks.

There’s something about when humanity goes from hoping they get lucky in finding something fermented to doing it on purpose.

Typically we don’t think of cities as being particularly extreme environments

You get the soul of the person making it.

But few places on earth get as hot as a rooftop or as dry as the corner of a heated living room.

The British brand is so popular particularly in the US that they put the union jack flag on top of beer bottles because it sells.

I’m not an alcohol drinker. Instead of the real beer, I just go with root beer.

There were years when I was a beer and tequila guy, then I got real fat. And then I found that you could actually go on a diet and drink scotch. Then I got hooked on scotch, and if you get hooked on scotch, then everything else just tastes wrong.

Beer is a gift from the goddesses, a soothing balm given our species to bring joy and comfort in compensation for the curse of self-awareness.

It was this appetite for beer-making material that led to crop cultivation, permanent settlement and agriculture.

To drink beer is to be human.

Beer is sacred business, a mood-altering food substance that may have preserved the human species.

You are a funny man! Beer is women’s work.”