I have successfully completed my first week of no grains and no beer.
Last night I went to a work party celebrating our one year anniversary of being open. When I got the invite to the party, I knew that free beer was imminent. I had to stay strong. And I did. However, I did fall into the hands of my rebound: wine. There was a moment when I was pouring someone a beer (offering a friendly hand...and maybe because I wanted to be close to my long lost love) and as it was pouring beautifully out of the tap, everything went into slow motion...like a movie. I've never seen beer look so pretty in a solo cup.
After the work party, we all ended up at the nearest dive bar. I think it's safe to say that I was the only person in there sipping from a stemmed glass. I am never that girl. Though it may have looked like defeat in that smokey dive bar, NOT drinking beer was a triumph. Normally I might scoff at anyone who orders wine or champagne where it's common knowledge that beer and your basic cocktails are the only items listed on the menu (wait, I don't even think they have a menu...hypothetically speaking then), I was able to get past my notion that I was one of "those people" and sip out of my stemware happily.
*"those people": Anyone who is not following the unsaid but well known rules in an atmosphere where locals often hang out. Easy to spot in a crowd. Typically doing/saying the opposite of what is socially acceptable in said environment.
Work Party After Party at local dive bar
Continuing in the journey. More to come...