Savory

The heavenly brew exceeded his expectations.  He kept experimenting with the process and the ingredients till he finally got it right and he decided that he was going to call his concoction nectar of the gods.  It was too good to be called beer, but that was the name that it would be sold under, so he could comply with Title 27 Subchapter A of the Code of Federal Regulations.  He used the same three simple ingredients that all of the other beer manufactures were using, yeast, hops, and barley to make this light American lager.

Fred was in a bad place ever since he broke up with his girlfriend, because he thought she was too kinky for him.  She was into spanking and bondage and he went along with that just to keep her happy, but when she asked him to choke her while they were having sex that was too much for him, because he couldn’t see how this would turn anyone on.  Just two weeks after they broke up, Fred read in the paper that she died from autoerrotica asphyxiation.  He was devastated and he emersed himself into the microbrew kit that his girlfriend had given him for last Christmas, so he could get his mind off of the tragedy.

Fred’s kit contained all of the specialized brewing equipment that he needed to brew his own beer and since he was an excellent chef, this was right up his alley.  He put all of his passion into his dishes and his specialty was making enchiladas, and since nothing goes better with an enchilada than beer, this became a snappy, refreshing way for him to showcase his heavenly brew.  Fred had waited 2 weeks for the yeast to consume the sugar, and the beer to absorb the carbon dioxide and tonight he was going to tap the keg and enjoy the fruits of his labor.  He invited all of his friends over and he would make enchiladas for everyone and find out what they think of his new beer.  Everyone complimented Fred on the wonderful batch of beer that he brewed and asked him for his recipe, which he wouldn’t reveal, which prompted them to demand how come the enchiladas tasted so good tonight.  When Fred told them that he made them with racoon meat, they barfed up all the beer and the enchiladas.

Written for Michelle of Putting My Feet in the Dirt Weekly Story Starters challenge.

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