Monk's Musings

The Cellarmans Creed

CellarmanThis is my beer. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My beer is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.

My beer, without me, is useless. Without my beer, I am useless. I must drink my beer true. I must brew faster than my enemy who is trying to outbrew me. I must outbrew him before he outbrews me. I will…

My beer and I know that what counts in bars is not the rounds we pour, the noise of our taps, nor the joke we make. We know that it is the tips that count. We will hit…

My beer is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my beer clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will…

Before work, I swear this creed. My beer and I are the defenders of my brewery. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the flavors of my life.

So be it, until victory is the brewery’s and there is no enemy, but peace!