The Toppling of the Tipple
n a sunny Saturday, I sat on the patio of a Fort Worth bar enjoying a drink, an act that was radical for me. I gave up booze 10 years ago, and HopFusion was the kind of place I mostly saw from the outside: picnic tables, good music, 20 beers on tap. But I’d heard the brewery served a tasty carbonated iced tea, so I sidled up to the bar and watched as the server pulled the golden draught from the tap. I took my seat among chatting strangers, and as I sipped my drink (good! spicy!), a warmth spread through me. Not inebriation, but something I’d been
