I hope people in Florida wake up okay today.
I lived in Vero Beach for a while, right by highway one, in a kind of crappy motel that my parents owned for a while. I remember watching wrestling, fishing, shooting guns, and eating swiss cheese and jam sandwiches. I remember that time those crazy dudes crashed into the hotel and dragged themselves from the wreck. I remember Jan, the manager. I remember my dad sleeping with one eye half open.
I could imagine boarding that place up, but I couldn't imagine staying for a storm, it was only a mile or two from the beach if I remember right. There was video of people drinking on the beach in Ft. Lauderdale, where my cousins lived, the night before the storm. I hope they have two story houses.
It's an interesting thought, though -- staying. What if you stayed.
What would your Hurricane beer be?
It'd be warm, then cold, or at least colder, then wet, then warm because there's no power. And salty.
I'm taking Deschutes Abyss. Would work well warm, with salt.
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