In My Dreams

I love to collect glassware. I don't follow any beer style and particular glass guidelines. I usually just pick a glass I'm in the mood for and pour the beer that I cracked open into it. It looks pretty and in some cases I can smell certain notes of the brew a little easier depending on the crown of the glass I chose. Not a big deal.

I love buying and receiving new beer glasses. Sometimes this goes without even thinking about where the hell I'm going to put said glasses. I'm quickly approaching my limit of allocation in terms of where I can fit these precious  and aesthetic gifts. I had a few instances this past weekend that had me thinking of plausible scenarios.

Where Shalt Thou Put Them?

I stopped into a nearby beer distributor in conquest of a new case to sample. I narrowed it down to two cases, one of which had the very popular "free glass with purchase" posted above the display of cases. I'm such a sucker for those. I'm always up for a new piece of glass to consume funky ales from.

Sadly, the deciding factor in this dilemma was due to my conscience reminding me that I don't need anymore glassware for the time being. After giving this mental message the time of day I decided that I didn't feel much like consolidating any more space in the glass cabinets back home.

Lovely glass. Amplified beauty of beer.

Where Shalt Thou Reside?

My father has been looking to purchase a home since about the beginning of the summer. He has toured a few houses and felt that needed to come along to give my thoughts on the most recent one. I quickly realized why my presence was required upon seeing the bar that was built in downstairs.

I was enthralled at the site of it. It had padding on the rail which was bright red and slightly peeling and the light fixtures consisted of Miller Lite and Pabst Blue Ribbon labels/colors. Those would be easy fixes. Behind the bar was a small cove with glass shelves. I instantly knew what I'd do it this was our place. That's where all of the fancy glassware would be stored and displayed. No more cramming and consolidating. My facorites get displayed prominently while the more basic glasses go in the regular kitchen cabinets.

All I needed in that area was a fridge to have constantly stocked with good beer. The garage is right outside where the bar is and would make for an excellent storage/cellaring area. It is a bit dark and somewhat cool. Perfect conditions for beer storage, or hoarding if you look at my situation. Still, time will tell what happens. My father still has to make an offer on the house and I still have to decide if I'm set to go on my own or end up paying him rent. Time will tell. Not worrying about anything just yet.