I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush

My college roommate used to tell me a story about her best friend who never had a regular hot dog until she was 13 years old. Her mom had always given her turkey dogs and one day she was at my roommate's house and had a beef hot dog. She suddenly realized what an inferior dog she had been eating her whole life. It rocked her world.

The same sort of thing happened to me last weekend in New York. Sure, Jeff ran the marathon and we got to hang out with a bunch of friends, but what really rocked my world was discovering orange beer.

Our lovely Midwest-bred hosts, Josh and Kelly, introduced me to this magical exilir. Fill a glass about one third full with orange juice and top it off the rest of the way with (preferably cheap) beer. Something like Miller Lite or Budweiser works well - Heineken not so much. I tried it yesterday with some Grain Belt beer I had hanging out in the fridge and that was great, too. I'm a big fan of Blue Moon and orange beer is a pretty good substitute and a great way to use up any cheap beer you have around.

So call it a poor man's mimosa or just an excuse to drink before noon and not feel like an alcoholic. Either way I suggest you give it a try. It might be just the kick of vitamin c you need to keep that cold away this winter.

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