On Saturday night, I went to a beer festival with PIC. I hate beer but I love him, and one of his favorite bands was playing and it was his birthday so I donned my concert-going uniform (more on that some other time) and joined approximately 9,000 beer lovers at the Atlantic City Convention Center.
Having never before been to a beer fest, I didn’t know the protocol. Like you’re supposed to wear matching t-shirts, or Viking helmets, or Scottish kilts or scrubs with signs that say things like, “Hi, My name is Dr. Hangover.”
More importantly—and this is crucial—you’re supposed to bring a necklace made of pretzels.
Ill-equipped as I was, I spent the majority of the evening drinking pear ciders and asking folks if I could take pictures of their edible jewelry. These ladies, for example, had both pretzel necklaces and light-up suspenders.
This guy explained to me that soft pretzels are “way better” because they’re bigger and “soak up the alcohol.” Plus you can get 20 for a dollar (or something like that.)
It is this woman, though, who takes the cake. If you look closely, you can see that in addition to the pretzels she also mini snack packs and even little sticks of beef jerky hanging around her neck. Brilliant!
I decided that the next time I go to a beer fest, I am TOTALLY going to make necklace beforehand. Heck, I might even start bringing necklaces to wine tastings… a few crackers, a few cubes of cheese. Some olives for PIC. A couple of miniature water bottles. Some granola bars. Breath mints. Chocolate. Condoms. The possibilities are endless.