04/03/2026
๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ค๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐๐ญ๐ก!! Let's celebrate the King of Beer in proper fashion by raising a toast, or two and three!! "One more excuse to raise a glass to the ancient โMonarch of Malt." Get your tickets at www.hickoryhops.com
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Gambrinus was a gallant kingโ
Reigned once in Flanders old,
He was the man invented beer
As Iโve been often told.
Of malt and hops he brewed his beer
And made it strong and good,
And some of it he bottled up
And some he kept in wood.
The golden crown upon his head,
The beer jug in his hand,
Beerdrinkers, see before ye here
Your benefactor stand.
Beerlovers, paint him on your shields,
Upon your beerpots paint โ
โTwere well a pope did never worse
Than make Gambrinus Saint.
And now fill every man his pot
Till the foam overflows;
No higher praise asks the good old king
Than froth upon the nose.
Bacchus Iโll honor while I live
And while I live love wine,
But still Iโll hold thโ old Flanders king
And beerjug more divine.
While I have wine nightโs darkest shades
To me are full moonlight
But keep my beerpot filled all day
And Iโll sleep sound all night.
So blessings on thโ old Flanders king,
And blessings on his beer,
And curse upon the tax on malt,
That makes good drink so dear.
-by James Henry, M.D., written while walking from Schopfheim to Gersbach in the Black Forest (Baden), October 6, 1854
๐ต๐ฌ๐พ ๐ป๐ฏ๐ฐ๐บ ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐นโ ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐-๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐
๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ 10:30๐๐-12:30๐๐. ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐บ๐ป ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โCheers!