So this will be my first attempt at blogging about my beer experiences and random musings from my experiences. I’ve been a formal Charlestonion since 2004. The place has been home to of the most important experiences in my life…marriage, buying first house, becoming an uncle, etc. It at first was not a home to beer lovers by any stretch of the imagination. I remember buying bombers of Sierra Nevada at TL’s market (no hashtag for them?!) at the corner of Spring and Coming street for years (my college days!) and being quite happy with my piney, pale ale from Chico. I remember the wave of macro craft brews like New Beligum and hyped imports like Sammy Smith made there way through town. I finally felt like I was at home when I walked through the doors of the Charleston Beer Exchange. So coming full-circle I started this particular Thanksgiving break (I’m a teacher) I went on Wednesday to CBX to stock up.