I expect a giant pat on the back for supporting your establishment

growlerI spent Christmas in Asheville, N.C. with the girlfriend, the dog, the dad and the mother-in-law (Dad’s wife… that’s the correct label, right?). It was everything Christmas should’ve been. Four days in the mountains with a foot of snow on the ground, my favorite girls (Danielle and Margot), family and lots of locally brewed beer.

For those who don’t know, there are a fair number of micro-breweries in and around Asheville. In particular, Pisgah Brewing Company is walking distance from my dad’s house. Therefore, he keeps his garage fridge (yes please) stocked with a few growlers, and this weekend, it was a delicious IPA.

Additionally, I’ve just begun reading The Naked Pint: An Unadulterated Guide to Craft Beer by Christina Perozzi and Hallie Beaune. (Aside: Look at me reading a book about beer written by two women. Note how much I’ve overcome my overt sexism over the years. And notice how much me pointing out this fact proves that I’m having difficulty trusting what women have to say about beer, thereby showing how I’ve really not changed at all). Through this book, I’m attempting to learn more about different beer types and how to make decisions on what to drink based on tastes, not just historical preference. So far, it’s been very educational.

We returned home on Sunday evening and after a long, 8 1/2 hour drive, I was once again craving some hoppy goodness. At this point, I’d been pretty much conditioned by the written word and my dad’s beer selection to need something of quality. Lucky for us, Boscos has a good IPA and I happened to have two empty growlers ready to be filled.

When I got to Boscos, it was around 8pm on a Sunday night and admittedly surprisingly busy at the bar. I found an empty spot at the bar and placed my order. It took about 10 minutes to get my growlers and pay. It was all smooth sailing aside from the general feeling that I was being a major inconvenience to the bartenders. Now please, let me say that I consider many of the bartenders friends, or at least friendly acquaintances, and mean nothing against them personally. To be fair, filling my order requires ones of them to run to the back, abandoning several customers, and at best they’re going to get $2 from me. So yes, it’s a pain in the ass to fullfil this request.

However, I’m a customer. You are a local business. I could go up the street to Tempo Market and buy a beer that’s just as good, that won’t give me a headache, for less money and get thanked for my business by the really nice guy behind the counter. You Boscos, as a business, are not doing me a favor by selling me beer. That’s how you make money. On the flip side, I don’t expect you to praise me like I’m doing you a favor. Just show some mutual respect. Or maybe even set up the front of your house to support this aspect of your business. Perhaps the hostesses should fill growler orders? Or maybe the managers like when they first started doing growlers. At the very least, let food runners bring them out after the bartender places the order.

I feel a little like my argument is weak here, but all I want to point out is that supporting local businesses is supposed to be about quality product with a personal touch. I don’t particularly want to be made to feel bad for giving you money.

P.S. Last night, I went back and had a great time drinking at the bar. I also had a great time joking with the lady at On the Run that sold me an 18-pack of Keystone Light on the way home.

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