I don’t miss my hometown. I’m glad I got away while it was still a cozy rural beach/party town. Now it’s outlets and traffic.

But there’s one thing that makes me second-guess moving away 10 years ago in the middle of the night after my roommate was put in the hospital after failing to pay a hefty crack debt.

And that, gentle reader, is Dogfish Head Brewery. We went to their brewpub this last week and I had beer that was so good I nearly soiled myself.

• 120 Minute IPA: 21% alcohol. Tasty. My sister caught me trying to sell her kid for a case. Some one please explain to her the concept of “take one for the team.”

• Worldwide Stout: This stuff walks over to Guinness, pats him on the head and then takes his girlfriend home. 18% ABV. I started drinking it and went blind with ecstasy.
• Raison D’Extra: It’s this one’s 20% older brother. They actually give this to suicidal people and they regain a reason to live.

Serious. After my first glass of beer, it started raining in there. And the music got all dramatic and the camera swirled above me as I stared up, crying tears of redemption. It was that good.

If you EVER ever ever get anywhere near Rehoboth Beach, DE you owe it to yourself and this great nation to experience Dogfish Head.

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