My First Time
Opal Devine’s in Austin, Texas. That’s where it happened. I didn’t know when I pitched up to meet some friends for a bit of after work socialising I would be dramatically altering the course of my career path and ultimately my life.
“It’s a wheat beer.”
“A wheat beer?”
“A wheat beer.”
“Hmmm . . . kind of smells wheaty . . .”
“Well you’re smelling it. That’s a good start.”
I remember looking at this cloudy, straw yellow brew as the bubbles trickled up the glass . . . I wondered why it wasn’t clear.
“You can’t see through it.”
“Don’t worry about that. It’s supposed to be cloudy.”
It wasn’t just cool – it was astounding. I had no idea beer could taste like that. Having more or less sworn off beer as a waste of money at University (probably a determining factor in my graduation), I had stuck to the occasional whiskey and the odd margarita. But there was so much depth here . . . so many interesting things going on . . . it wasn’t just a drink.
Thus started my tumble into homebrewing, beer snobbery, heavy drinking research, and ultimately a job at a microbrewery who was just finding their feet producing some of the best American style ales South Africa has to offer.
– Mitch Lockhart