I recently received word of the passing of the cat– who occupied the Brooklyn Brewery tasting room, lounging on bags of hops, rubbing against the ankles of drunk people, and became sad indeed. Not only am I a loyal patron of the Brooklyn Brewery, both in its physical and 6-pack form, but I met Monster last fall. He was a delight.
This is a blow, for both beer drinkers and cat lovers. I am both.