
I grew up in North Royalton, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. I've been a beer drinker since 1996, when I turned 18 and went to college. Early on, I yearned for something with more flavor than the yellowy, mass-produced stuff that was made with rice. In 1998, I was employed as a grocery bagger in an upscale store in Akron called West Point Market. They boasted a wine selection of over 10,000 varieties, and 4 wine experts who wanted nothing to do with the dreck lurking in the beer aisle. When I was asked to stock the shelves, I remember being approached by a customer who asked me for a recommendation. In order to further my knowledge in the field, I began buying different kinds of beer and taking them home to sample. I've been an afficionado ever since.
My father is an avid beer drinker like me. Growing up in his house, whenever he brought home a bottle that he found unusual or unique in some way, he'd put it on top of his kitchen cabinets for display. As I began expanding my tastes, I began doing the same thing, only I included a bottle of every different beer I tried. The tops of my cabinets filled up quickly. By 2002, the beer wall broke the century mark. Soon after, I was no longer using my cabinets as shelves. At the time of this writing, I own over 300 unique beer bottles, and, of course, my collection continues to grow. Over the course of the coming months, I'll be uploading pictures of the multitude of beers I've enjoyed over the years, as well as the fond memories that accompany them.
Na Zdrowie -- that's Polish for Cheers,
Bill
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