... a time of innocence, when dinosaurs roamed the streets and bars of NYC, and any dog could be a hot dog.

... another smaller scale event popped up on my radar, at my old stomping grounds in DC.

I don’t know how we missed F.A.O. Schwarz

Yeah, they were all “haunted” at one time.

Together they highlighted the marked differences that occur with the swapping out of a single beer ingredient, one that usually does not get much recognition, when compared to the hops or malt or even the water.

And for the third straight weekend I was heading to something vaguely resembling an Oktoberfest.