The Beer Diviner

Great beer, head brewer is a nice guy.

«Let me show you the meaning of life… it all began with brewing… the mash… the boil… the beer!» — Jonathan Post aka The Beer Diviner.
It’s cold in Albany this 2013. Terribly cold? No — it’s annoyingly cold, and annoyingly boring to boot! So how does one survive this miserable ambiance, mediocre existence, with continuous heartburn in old gray Smallbany, especially when they know that the National Grid bill will prevent them from going to Trader Joe’s for a while and force them to hit Family Dollar. With the loss of Ravens Head brewery opening in Ten Broeck and future of a purported real Jew Deli on Western Avenue not opening until July… Just how do you survive this existence? Really, a continuous enema given by Rick Santorum would be more pleasurable than the winter here! I confess I survive, and survive well, the only way I know how… by helping my liver along just a little closer toward the river Styx.
Nevertheless in the beginning of this grey 2013, I ran across a tap in a local bar with a shamans mask on it. God I thought, this must be something awful that Magic Hat has made, but no… my presumed reservations were wrong… it was a pint of, spoken by the ever so friendly and solicitous burly bartender at the Excelsior Pub in Center Square … «Oh that… that’s a Ancestral Red Ale… by the Beer Diviner, this guy out in the woods…»
I sipped my pint… my heart fluttered… my nipples quivered perplexed I was thought, «Who is this creature? I MUST FIND HIM!» After telephoning the Beer Diviner himself, my beau, my hound and my tired body trekked out to Cherry Plain NY, a 30 minute ride out of Albany on NY 43… in search of the Bly Hollow Brewery on Bly Hollow Road. Up the dirt road we came upon a log cabin…” That’s gotta be it!”
«Oh you guys where one who called this morning.» We walked in… A truly one man operation, the Beer Diviner gave us the tour, poured us two flights of beer… twice, and told us the story of his existence. Two hours later, I felt the need to bring back a growler of Ancient Gruit Ale (a mere 14 Bucks)! Throw in a bottle of Ancestral Red Ale for another 5, and you’ll soon forget about that drive home on 43.
And gentlemen, do you have a problem with hops affecting your desire of pleasuring your lady or man? No worries here, the Beer Diviner was thinking about you. No need to run off to drop a hundred bucks to see Dr. Viagra. Try the Ancient Gruit Ale, brewed with foraged wormwood and local organic honey. It will want to make you ride your partner faster than Django rode outta town after shooting Big Daddy!
Every once in a while here in upstate New York, there is that fellow who you meet, that reminds you that not all of the Capitol District has fallen into the cradle of dis-​civilization and their might be a glimmer of hope. That fellow, one who has inspired an new DIY ethic in me, that fellow is the Beer Diviner. Hail Cesar!
Brew it, and they will come…(Please remember to call the Beer Diviner ahead of your visit to make sure he is available.)