At long last, we seem to be breaking out of our winter funk. In Boston at least, it’s warm for a good 90 minutes a day now. If you catch the sun just right you can sit on the porch and have a beverage in a light sweater. I’m down to three layers for my morning jog.
These cold jokes are tiresome but they’re also indicative of the fact that in most climates, it’s still perfectly reasonable to drink winter beer. We’re not at the point where a big, bold beer is going to weigh you down or not be refreshing. It’s still the season for sippers.