If you want to drink @ room temp. be careful upon opening so you don't lose any.
Alas, I was too busy wondering about porter and trespassers w to be properly careful. After I cleaned up the little mess, I found the porter to taste sort of like A and W Root Beer. This reminded me of the time Judy Anderson brought root beer lifesavers for Blue Bird treats when we went on a field trip to Lincoln General Hospital in second grade, except that they weren't really Lifesavers, but some different brand, but we each got a whole roll to eat in the station wagon. And before I could say "trespassers w" the porter was consumed without making much impression on my tastebuds.
I can remember useless information about Blue Bird meetings better than I can remember my own name sometimes. I grew up under the name of Porter. The door knocker on our blue front door had P O R T E R engraved on it. We were the only family in the neighborhood with a door knocker, a point of some pride. The Porter family was the original owner of the house. Although, of course, a bank owned the house and the Porters just lived there. Much as I argued for having a new knocker with our name engraved on it, my parents just left us living under the name of Porter. Since my family owned the house for fifty-two years, I still believe a new door knocker could have been justified.
It is Owl who has the door knocker* in the 100 Aker Wood, but Piglet who lives under the name Trespassers w. This is useful information, so I had to look it up, along with the not-Lifesavers root beer candy which was made by Reed's.
Without crossword puzzles, I would remember nothing about beer, other than to pick some up after a rough day at work. The crossword spaces are usually for three, five, or seven letters:
ale
lager
stout
pilsner
As a non-native Texan, I know Shiner Bock. Now with porter, I'm set for four and six letter beer clues.
* Owl also has a bell-pull that is really Eeyore's tail, so PLES RING IF AN RNSER IS REQUIRD. I saw Eeyore, the tailless squirrel, down by the creek twice during our ice storm. My Eeyore father is a little happier today, and I should probably take him some root beer.
© 2011 Nancy L. Ruder
Thanks to Janice for confirming that Julie's mother had just given birth at the hospital the day of the Blue Bird field trip. That was important, but I needed some fact-checking!
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