Tonight I was shown the soul of beer. Beer is naturally happy. And why shouldn’t it be? Beer has arrived. By becoming beer it has reached the culmination of its efforts. Beer has grown up from barley, and undergoes the malting process. It is mashed, boiled and married to hops. Then its fermented, carbonated, and conditioned. Finally after all its toils and troubles it is enjoyed. If beer were a person it would have every right to be proud of its accomplishments. It would have every right to smile like this one.