It’s with a heavy heart

that I report you can no longer get beer at Umi’s on Sunday.

Please, please try to keep it together.

Here’s the thing, in my little college town we just recently were able to buy cold beer at the store. Since the dawn of time we could only buy our beer hot. I think this was to discourage drinking and driving or something retarded like that. All the peoples rejoiced when the decree came down from on high that we could buy cold beer.


You still can’t buy beer anywhere on Sunday. Not at the store, not at a restaurant. I guess it’s a sin to drink beer on Sunday.


One Sunday evening I went to the local Japanese place that had been re-opened under new management. When I said I wanted water, the waitress said “That’s all? You don’t want hot tea or a beer?” “Beer?” I asked. She nodded. About three drink orders at the table changed immediately.

After the waitress left, we gleefully decided that the new management didn’t know that they weren’t supposed to serve alcohol on Sunday. We thought it was our civic duty to let them know so we….nahhhh.

It became a new tradition. Every other week or so, we’d go to Umi’s for sushi and beer on Sunday evening.


Last night we were told by our server (AJ, who’s the best waiter evar and is familiar with our Sunday tradition) that we could no longer order beer. ARRRRRGGGHHHH. Some uppity anti-beer fascist must’ve told on them or something.

Please join me in mourning our collective loss of secret beer on Sunday.

4 thoughts on “It’s with a heavy heart

  1. WHAT!?!
    Being from Milwaukee I will have to lodge a formal complaint to your city, county, and state if need be.

    They need to be educated about Beer Creationism.

    Beer was invented by God himself and given to monks as a way to be less serious and therefore better spread the good Lord’s influence. The Monks liked beer so much, in fact, that all they did was drink beer and talk about how awesome God was. Hence the hasty rise of Catholicism in spite of the possibility of being eaten by Lions or Dick Butkus.

    I feel very sorry for you, and I will mourn the loss of your hidden beer. If you wish, Saturday we are hosting a bash at my place and you’re welcome to come to AZ and drink.

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