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A weekend of joy

Col delay of one who pretends to have something to do, I launched the idea last stepping stone for good Tyrser to celebrate week of craft beer with a personal list of 7 beers for the 7-day gala.

week, conceived as a huge celebration with no boundaries of place and mind, it's a great idea that the old Turkish smoldered since a very long and, with firmness and practicality, as it has always managed to achieve . Chapeau .. However

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• Monday : she, who more than any other so far, along with the legendary Pioneer Mike Murphy (the divine providence, in those years , gave me a house 50 meters from Starbess) opened the horizons of my mind (until then monobelga). She, for lack of glasses the first time I have dishonored a barrel in the middle of the road in danger of Nubienne be the flagship of the brewery and bottles to which jealously guards the eternal memento .. His Majesty, the Royal .

• Tuesday : Trastevere on a Sunday afternoon I wandered in search of a place to watch the game. All closed. Several years ago. I find a gaping hole, I put. Stream TV to stage volumes, sediaccia free wood, various plugs on hand. Go with the tango. And 'my place. Figures do not nurse to ask what they have. The type, metalhead from the beginning, it makes me that among the various un'affumicata there. Fuck you mean? I think. I drain from the ashtray? Oh well, what you do not strangle me fat .. lengthens the mug below. Was overwhelmed by the color of beer and four fingers of foam as a few tough. Then I drink .. E 'was and still is one of the beers of my life. Among the first try, among the first breweries visited (and one of the best ever), I'll stay forever moved by rauch and countryside of Franconia .. It 's the lame of Bamberg. The Schlenkerla .

• Wednesday : an absolute masterpiece of the most talented brewers around. Parent never exceeded use the Italian barrel. Rightly defined by the Column " the first session sour " ever produced. A homemade blend like few others in the world and one of the most admired Italian beers abroad. He can drink a shot and be enchanted by the fragrance and freshness of the vineyards of Langa, as well as finish some thimble after another without even realizing it. It's a little fear, this Mummy, why can not be beaten.

• Thursday : In some corners of the earth can breathe a calm almost surreal. The peace of an old monastic life for centuries, without haste, along with prayer, has refined the art of making chocolate, cheese, beer. The Kloster Urtrunk keller is an ancient flavor, cool cellar and strictly non-filtered, served in tall mugs of thick ceramic, according to the best tradition. Irsee to produce it in a Benedictine monastery brewery in 1186 lost in the countryside of Bavaria. One of those places that you approach a little closer to heaven.

• Friday for me is one of the most amazing beer produced in Italy in recent times, plus as part of a project before which stand a hat. Having to draw a spontaneous fermentation, which I just can not give up, well then play at home this time and I choose the Martina . The elegance of the finest Belgian tradition of style, an ingredient of our own and here is a master key that will open the door gently to beaches where you can not go back easily.

• Saturday : Westvleteren Blond . Because even here, maybe especially here, is the immensity of divine providence that hovers abbey of St. Sixtus. The simplest things are the true skill of the craftsman and this blond is huge in its simplicity. Lifting the finger at those who, in the name of the rankings, has tried to desecrate the sanctity of this brewery, let us stand up and sing praise to Lord.

• Sunday : it is a Pils comes from Lurago. This is enough to standing ovation. Italy has more followers in proportion to the Beatles and more imitation Prada. But it is unique and recognizable come Janis Joplin e gode di un potere quasi soprannaturale: una volta provata non se ne può fare a meno. Pare che in segreto, al Macche, i fedeli più devoti siano stati tenuti a battesimo sotto alla spina della Tipopils , mentre da dietro il bancone si levavano canti celestiali di gioia.