Two people who have done their share to keep this company in business.
He didn't cry at our wedding or the birth of his daughters, but this was just too much.
Learning about how beer is made, wondering how we can turn the corn and bean crop into a family hops farm.
Never in a million years would I have expected the intricate, original detailing. Who puts a chandelier in a beer factory? And see those windows behind the first railing? That's where the brew masters taste test the products each and every day at 3 pm. Those lucky bastards.
It was at this point that The General asked our tour guide, Anna, if he could just hop in that open door and swim in the beer vat. She didn't exactly say no, but she advised against it saying "It's pretty hot in there". And yes. We were "those people" on the tour.
Bottles of beer. Lots and lots of tasty beer.
The final stop on our tour, the hospitality room. It was here that we discovered that Bare Knuckle Stout is nasty and that Mrs. MC loves her some mango flavored Bacardi Mojitos.
Overall, I thought the tour was excellent and was probably my favorite part of our entire trip. Not only was the tour informative, but the architecture was amazing and the grounds were absolutely gorgeous. It's yet another reason I told The General that I want to come back to St. Louis, only next time we're shelling out the big bucks to take the Beer Master tour. Taste testing straight out of the finishing tank? Sign me up, Nancy. I am so there.