The Beer is Nourishing

A few weeks after I turned twenty-one, I fell in love with a recovering alcoholic and, in an act of solidarity, gave up alcohol. Though I wasn’t a big drinker, I fancied Merlot and honeyed ales and was still a bit intoxicated by the novelty of legal drinking. Ben’s sobriety was quite new. Quitting drinking was not merely a monumental necessity for our relationship; he would be the first to tell you that his life depended on it. It wasn’t a hard decision for me to swear off alcohol as well. Indeed, it struck me as a deeply romantic sacrifice, a tangible means of proving my love...

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