Okay, so this isn't a photo of his collection, but it's just as impressive...
...and it is getting alarming large.
Recently I was alarmed again (and secretly in awe) when he was able to identify the beer I was drinking by seeing it in a glass.
Later I found out that he saw the bottle cap in the kitchen and was just trying to impress me.
This leads me to a confession....
As some of you know, I am a beer snob.
I have only ever drank "good" beer.
I have never lowered my standards....
.... until a few weeks ago.
Miller was sponsoring a free concert.
Free concert? Great!
What's the catch you say?
They only sell Miller products. (Bad Miller products.)
My hands were tied. A pitcher of Miller High Life was ordered for three.
(Holding your breath during every sip is probably a bad sign.)
We can't all be beer snobs. I used to feel bad about this....
.... but no longer.
You can have your Miller High Life.
I'll stick with my microbrew, craft beer...
I am Mama J, and I am a beer snob