Asking me for ID before entering a pub? Me, the oldest person in the place? At least he is being thorough. Perhaps.
I’m in Brisbane for a few more days, delivering production support. Last week I was here to deliver training. So naturally I like to spend my travel allowance wisely. Where wiser than the local backpacker bar.
Would you believe $10 for a plate of food and a pint of beer? Considering that a normal main starts at $11 (which is hardly highway robbery) $10 for food + beer is tops.
Naturally, I’ve been here every night last week and this week.
Only today, the night of Melbourne Cup Day, have I been asked for ID. I’m 195cm and 110kg. Last time I was asked for ID I showed my learner’s licence (I learnt to drive at 19, OK!)
I don’t mind too much if someone asks for ID. The fact that he asked me shows that he door bitch had the right amount of confidence. I used to work in a bottle shop and when we asked for ID we didn’t take no answer for an answer.
But before I showed my interstate licence I had to ask how old he thought I was. After some hesitation he said “28?” Not bad for a 41-year-old.
Then I thought… what a flirt! 🙂 Then I thought… maybe I should stop dressing like a teenager, sad git.
This is not as stupid as it seems. Sapporo Brewery’s “Chocolat Brewery” is a crazy idea that works on so many levels. Think of bitter chocolate with 100% cacao. Now think of bitter beer. Now think “hmmmmmmm, chocolate beer”.
The aroma of chocolate matches the beer quite well. Think of those crazy Belgian Lambic beers (Peach is the surprise combination in an otherwise disappointing range of flavours) and you’ll probably think even less of adding chocolate to beer.