Why are you obsessed with the miller’s beer house?
This is the story of a story.
A story that’s been told thousands of times, but only recently began to surface for me.
A tale of the maverick brewer’s desire to bring back the old American beer house, and to bring the taste of the American beer tradition back to Canada.
I was born in Chicago in 1973, and grew up in Toronto’s west end.
My father, who was an English professor, was the kind of guy who would get you to read a book and then he’d say, “Don’t read that, just go to the library.”
That was always my motto growing up.
I loved books, and I loved music, and that’s where I learned to appreciate the American experience.
When I was about three or four, my dad told me that there was an American beer called Miller’s Ale House, which he named after a man named Henry Miller.
When Henry Millais first opened his doors in the mid-1940s, there was this whole thing about how he had these huge oak barrels and he used to put them over the side of a truck and then pull them up on a trailer and then go back and put the barrels in the truck and drive off.
I was like, “That’s just insane!”
So my dad had these amazing big oak barrels, and they were all filled with the stuff.
And he called them “Miller’s barrels,” and I just loved that stuff.
So I was very intrigued, and we would go down to the Miller farm and we’d sit around and try these miller barrels and I would be like, I’m really into this.
So we started buying barrels and started going to the breweries and the distilleries.
It was like we were going to be back at the Millaises.
I had this little bit of a crush on that stuff, and my dad loved to talk about it, and he’d get me to write down what he said.
So he would always say, like, Miller is a name for the beer, and it’s not like it’s a name of the brewery, it’s just a name that means that it’s really a big barrel.
He would just say, it really is, and you just keep drinking that.
I remember my dad would always start with the fact that he was a guy who wanted to make beer, because he was the type of guy that had this idea of doing everything right and he was going to make the best beer possible.
He was like a guy that was just a little bit nuts.
He just really wanted to go back to the good old days.
I got a job as a brewer in 1976, and in 1979, I started doing the marketing side of the business, and at the same time I was a little girl, I went to the school for girls and got my first job.
It just blew my mind.
I remember it was a small class, and everyone was pretty much in the same room.
And then I went into the kitchen and I had a really big mason jar.
I had two mason jars.
And when I opened the first one, I thought, Wow!
I don’t remember ever having a mason before.
I think I was eight or nine years old.
I got a bit of experience, but I didn’t really learn anything.
Then I got to the next level, and there was a big, big, huge mason, and when I took it apart I found out it was really a masonry machine.
And that was the beginning of my fascination with it.
I started making mason mugs and it was pretty crazy.
It’s kind of like a mama bear with a baby bear on its back, so that’s why it was called a masons jar.
Then in the early 1980s, I moved to Seattle and I started brewing a little.
And it was actually a little crazy.
The thing that was crazy was, when I first started brewing, I was using a little pot.
I started using a small bowl and a little mug.
I just thought it would be great to just make a bigger pot, and then I could make mason cups.
And I didn.
It turned out that it was kind of a good idea, because you get a lot of carbonation and it also allows for a lot more mashing, so you can actually have a mashing up of the whole mash.
And you’re still getting the carbonation.
It also keeps the mashing going, so the mash stays going.
So I got really into mashing and it became really, really fun.
And as I started making larger mashes, the whole idea of mashing became more and more exciting, and even more of an adventure.
But when I started mashing bigger batches, I ended up just wanting to make masonry jars, and masonware became a bit less