Admittedly, the last game system I owned was Super Nintendo.  I used to kill it on Super Punch-Out.  It’s been a long time since I actually sat for any considerable amount of time to play video games.  So when I played Mario on Wii, it was quite an experience and change of pace.  After I got the notorious “Nintendo Fingers,” I started thinking about simplicity.  The simplicity of being a kid again.  The beauty of having nothing to do.  The nostalgia of re-living the past.  No, I’m not going to quit my job in lieu of a gaming career.  In fact, the conclusion of my thinking landed firmly in the beer world.

What beers really got me loving craft beer?  Which beers were gateways into new worlds of experiences?  Are they hyped memories that I need to correct?  Is it even fair to consider those beers from my current situation and anachronistically negate previous experience?  I don’t know the answer to most of these questions, which is why I’m going to start re-visiting some of my first beers.  No Bud or Michelob–not that, but my first good craft or import experiences.

The funny thing about the Nintendo fingers is that they made me take stock of life a bit.  About how busy we get and don’t take the time to stop and smell the roses.  Instead of drinking a lot of new stuff, I’m going to rehash the old.  Going to take stock of how lucky I am to be drinking so many good beers…America is truly blessed with the shear number of brews we have, but sometimes going back to the basics is just as blessed.