If a lifetime can be likened to a day, then this is Happy Hour!
I never needed an excuse or a reason.
Me neither. :-)
While Arkansas, we had a big deck area overlooking the lake in the distance - was very nice - just right for coffee in the mornings. But after a day at the art workshop, we would have happy hour on the deck. Gene and Jo would drink wine. For some reason, beer was my choice - maybe it was the drinking outdoors. Maybe it was the need to guzzle and not sip.
Hey! I sip my beer! But my sips may be larger sips than wine drinkers, though.
Not sure I guzzled.But that first beer sure got to my stomach without lingering around the taste buds too long.Now I enjoy my beers vicariously... not an easy task.
I hear ya about the vicarious thing. I follow Beer Advocate on Twitter and those guys are always posting pictures of exotic (well, to me) beers in incredibly cool pubs. I won't ever SEE half the beers they post but I do enjoy them... vicariously.
Just be polite... that's all I ask.