Wholesale Home-brewed

Foreword of Homebrewed As a child, I found beer to be something magical. That whipped cream-like foam head! How delicious it must taste. But once I tried it (when I was young, children were still allowed to taste beer foam), I knew: delicious it was not. Far too bitter. That changed in my teenage years. I drank beer for the first time at school parties and discos. It made me more talkative and easier to get along with. Suddenly, I dared to say my thoughts out loud and noticed that other people laughed at them. Since then, I have always associated beer with going out, having fun, acting tough, and nocturnal adventures. As far as beer was concerned, my worldview didn't extend beyond what I saw in commercials. Beer was brewed in enormous kettles or in secret chambers at a monastery. When I talk about beer, I'm actually talking about Dutch factory lager. It wasn't until my thirties that I also started drinking Belgian beers, which were brewed with immense dedication in monasteries...