In the past few weeks, a lot of people have asked me how the brewery is coming along. Depending what day they asked, they got a very different answer. I’ve been telling people everything from “Awesome, we’ll be open by January if things go right” to “Slow and steady” to “We don’t really know what direction we’re going, so we need to figure that out before I can give you a definite answer.” They’re all true, too. Or they were when I said them.
So for those who have asked, and those who haven’t, here’s where we’re at: We’re still trying to figure out our direction, but things are going great, slow, and steady, and we’ll be open when things are ready.
Ok, that’s out of the way. Let’s get to recent events. Back in February, I posted something on Twitter and Facebook about a new goal I had. Obviously it was unrealistic and idealistic and straight up crazy, but here was said goal:
People scoffed. They said “Ok PJ, good luck with that..” But sometimes things happen in weird ways. Saturday was Great Divide’s 15th Anniversary Party. A month ago I helped Hilary create a beer for the party. We made a Dirty Blonde, named A Night With Pamela Anderson. And on June 7th, she made an appearance. She was a bit over carbonated, and ended up getting pulled after 10 minutes due to super foaminess, but we got to try her. She was on tap. This happened. Hello dream, thank you for coming true.
The whole party was overwhelmingly awesome. There were hundreds of people at Great Divide. The tap room, brew house, and parking lot were jam packed with beer lovers. 3 bands, 800-1000 people, a ridiculous number of different beers, food, and an amazingly gorgeous day. If you weren’t there, next time maybe you’ll listen.
There was lots of picture taking. I have a few to share, and MetroMix (titled Old Ruffians mix with dirty blondes) has another 80 or so, and the Gigbot Photobooth went a little crazy with the picture taking.
Anyway, not much else to tell. It was an awesome party, it was great to see my beer served to the public for the first time, and the shenanigans were delightful. To protect the innocent and not so innocent, those stories will remain off the public domain. Just call me Jafar and we’ll see what happens.