I’ve never really thought of myself as a lush. But there are some times: particularly at the end of 5 or 6 hours on a bike in 100 degree heat, when a nice cold frothy beer would really hit the spot.
So, you can imagine my horror upon discovering that in about 80% of the counties of Kentucky, alcohol sales are 100% prohibited (all that white on the map.) Which leads me to:
Oh, Kentucky.
What is this, 1925? I have been dreaming of beer for days now. I feel more like an alcoholic than I ever have before.
Posted by: sam