Cheers, Dad!

The surest way to make a beer taste better.

I smiled at this post on 1001 Rules for my Unborn Son. I thought one word; "Dad". He always comes in from a hard day's work in the yard all sweaty, dirty and exhausted. He goes to the screened in porch closet...where his personal and "secretive" small fridge holds his brewskies cold for that one crowning moment he's been anticipating all afternoon. He grabs a brew, pauses, eyes closed...

"OH MAN THAT IS GOOD."

You deserve it, Dad. Cheers.