After eleven years, I finally said goodbye to my last Guinness glass.
It all started twelve years ago when Marilyn and I went on our honeymoon to Ireland. Each day we wove our way across the gorgeous countryside, and at nightfall retired to the local pub for supper. Lamb stew and shepherdâ€™s pie stuffed with root vegetables were always good choices from the menu. Irish session music kept our feet tapping while we sipped cold Guinness from the pull tap, or Extra Cold Guinness, as they call it these days. With the music-a-swingin’, beers-a-pourin’, and our hands-a-holdin’, it would have been hard not to fall in love all over again.
Admittedly, I didn’t purchase my Guinness glass while in Ireland. I never imagined it would survive being tossed around a suitcase during the long journey home. But as luck would have it, on our first Christmas together as newlyweds, Marilyn surprised me with a set of four glasses shipped specially from Ireland, and Iâ€™ve used them ever since.
But even when handled with care, glass can break, and each of my beer glasses broke one by one over the years. The last remaining glass, which outlasted the others by four years, slipped out of my hand while washing last night, chipping the edge and splitting the glass down the side.
I knew my last bottle of Guinness was sadly alone in the fridge. How would it react to the news? Not wanting to disappoint, I decided to use the chipped glass one last time. I popped open the bottle and poured it into the glass. After enjoying a sip of creamy foam, I pulled out my watercolors and immortalized the glass in my sketchbook while my Extra Cold Guinness melted to room temperature. Okay, I admit it. I sipped my subject as I painted. But the beer was warm by the time I got to the bottom.
Drinking a glass of Guinness always brings me back to Dick Mack’s pub in Ireland were I heard the best session music ever. Outside the pub there is a sign that reads: â€œWhere’s Dick Mack’s? Opposite the church. Where’s the church? Opposite Dick Mack’s.â€
8 thoughts on “Goodbye, Guinness Glass”
That broke my heart. And made me thirsty.
Glass and hearts are easily broken. Good thing there’s always plenty of Guinness!
I felt a definite twinge for you when I read that! Glad the glass was intact enough for one last Guinness and one last sketch.
Yes Jean, I was able to squeak out one last Guinness and the watercolor too! Glad I had the glass for as long as I did because they usually break sooner than that.
Good on you for doing a sketch and having a Guinness at the same time and have it come out proper.
I liked your story.
I dont usually drink and draw but this time worked out fine! ; )
A good enough reason to pop over to Ireland as soon as possible and get another or two!
I fully agree. Thanks for your comment Geraldine!
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