The Session #57 – Beery Confessions: Guilty Secrets / Guilty Pleasure Beer

This months Session was supposed to be hosted by Pete Brown. Unfortunately, he had his laptop nicked from The Jolly Butchers a few weeks back, which included loads of work that he hadn’t backed up, so he’s a bit too busy at the moment. The Session Stepping in at the last minute to fill the breach is Steve Lamond from Beers I’ve Known. The topic he’s chosen is Beery Confessions: Guilty Secrets / Guilty Pleasure Beer.

To be honest I don’t have a guilty pleasure beer, there is nothing that I buy when I’m down and need lifting, or when I just want something that doesn’t make me think. I don’t have a beer that I feel guilty about drinking, or that I reach for when I just want a beer and that can sometimes be a problem. I might elucidate on why this is a problem in another post.

I do have guilty secrets though, plenty of dark and dangerously destructive secrets. I’m not going to go into too much detail in this post, that’s reserved for another one that I’m in the middle of writing. But just to give you a flavour of how bad things became, ponder on this.

When I was in Rome last year, each week for five weeks, I went with an empty suitcase and came home with the same suitcase full of Italian beer. I paid for it all on credit cards as I couldn’t really afford it, I didn’t tell my wife and sneaked the vast majority of it out to my shed when she was asleep, so should wouldn’t know I’d bought it.

How’s that for a guilty secret…?

adj. guilt·i·er, guilt·i·est

    1. Responsible for a reprehensible act; culpable.
    2. Law Found to have violated a criminal law by a jury or judge.
    3. Deserving blame, as for an error: guilty of misjudgment.
  1. Suffering from or prompted by a sense of guilt: a guilty conscience.
  2. Suggesting or entailing guilt: a guilty smirk; a guilty secret. See Synonyms at blameworthy.

When I was stuck in a rut, I suppose I was after something safe, a known quantity, something that wouldn’t let me down. I’ve gone from drinking the same stuff week in week out, to hardly ever having the same beer twice, homebrew excepted. I’m guilty of having morphed from a beer drinker into an obsessive beer geek, who has to have the latest, greatest and rarest, what ever the cost.

To bastardise Claude Monet; Beer is my day-long obsession, joy and torment. Unfortunately, my current guilty secret, is that at the moment, beer is more of a torment than a joy.

4 Replies to “The Session #57 – Beery Confessions: Guilty Secrets / Guilty Pleasure Beer”

  1. I think a lot of us will be able to sympathise with that Bob. I’m frequently transporting beer to Northern Ireland in my suitcase, so much so I’m getting an ABS one for my birthday for piece of mind.

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