I came to Rome in a barrel. Ready to see the eternal city. It was dark all the way. I was in good company. Then we felt a tapping sound. Just twice. Then it went quiet. A day later, I felt pulled away. I saw light!!! I decided to sit and bask in the light. Since I was in Rome, I HAD to have my picture taken. Hope I looked alright after all that travel. I didn’t feel refreshed but I felt refreshing, if that makes sense.
(Picture taken with Canon EOS Rebel T1I)
Haha I like that you’ve given a voice to the beer. Which do you prefer, Peroni or Moretti?
Actually, I have never had a Moretti! LOL Future trip!
I have to say beer is not my poison of choice.. but loved how you gave it some personality!
Thanks! Actually I am like you. That was not my beer 🙂
Not a huge beer drinker, but I could see myself enjoying that on a hot day in Rome…
Love Peroni!
I like Peroni but I am a little concerned that I started hearing it talk 😉
I’ve read this post about four different times now and it still makes me giggle. Your giving the beer a personality is quite creative and with Rome as a backdrop, well, how could I not love it? 🙂
Glad to hear, Francesca! 🙂
yummm peroni
Hi Raul, You gave this beer, (great photo BTW, simple and crisp), a personality like a kid! Curious and funny. Very cool post!
~Josie
Thanks, Josie! Trying to bring other characters other than me to the blog 😉
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