The Non-Alcoholic Beer That Is Worth Drinking

I love beer, always have. When I was young, I associated beer with my father. He was not a big drinker, but on sunny summer days, he’d ride his motorcycle home from his office in the suburbs of Boston to our home just to have lunch with me. He sipped his Heineken and ate pepperoncini straight from the jar while I prepared my special hot dog recipe (diagonally scored, poached in a quarter-inch of his Heineken) and talked about my day.

In my 20s, beer was the magical trap door to extroversion I used to navigate high-rise college dorms and British beer cellars.

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