To give thanks is a matter of joy. Should that be confined by excessive sobriety?
That was Michael Jackson, the ungloved one, the 20th century beer writer —the Beer Hunter— who set a very high bar for modern beer writing. That I feel it necessary to identify which Jackson I mean pushes me into 'kids-these-days' territory.
The quote is from A Twist on Tradition: The Right Beer, Dish by Dish, Jackson's 1983 Washington Post byline on choosing beer, not wine, for the Thanksgiving meal.
As quotidien as the idea of good-beer-with-good-food may appear today, three decades ago, it was an epicurean epiphany, a "twist" against the style-makers. It was a companionship of taste that Jackson didn't personally conjoin but did certainly nurture.
Tomorrow, I will open a bottle of cider, gueuze, or Trappist ale; maybe a barleywine with pie. I will attempt to avoid excessive sobriety.