“Every loaf of bread is a tragic tale of wheat that could have been beer.”
Wheat never gets a say in the matter. One minute it’s basking in the sun, dreaming of fermentation and froth, and the next it’s trapped in a proving drawer beside a raisin.
This thought reminds us that destiny is cruel, carbs are complicated, and your lunchtime sandwich might be harbouring regrets.
So next time you butter your toast, spare a moment for the ale that never was.

Amen 🙏 😫
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