Nature Blog Post 2

           Jenna and I are avid eaters; we simply love to try new food. During college, for date nights, we would travel toward the rumor of new restaurants. We landed in Morgantown more than a few times, it being only twenty-or-so minutes from our school in Waynesburg. Once we crossed the PA/WV state line, we knew we were leaving behind our super-small town for a night in the biggest city in the area (outside of Pittsburgh), a place with more than just one restaurant, one super market, one gas station.

            We love pizza (who doesn't?). Trying to pick the pizza aroma out of the air, one date night we caught the scent of Mountain State Brewing Company, a brick oven pizza joint not five miles from where we live today. Mountain State could do no wrong: everything we tried, we loved. As can be inferred from their name, they also craft beer. That night, Jenna and I tried the beer sampler, sampling five different beers in small, beaker-like tubes.

            Sitting at Mountain State today, I catch the name of one the beers: Almost Heaven Ale. Like the lyrics of the Denver song: "Almost heaven, West Virginia." These are the imperceptible ties I am out for – craft beer, folk songs, and all the interplay and intersection between the land and its people.