Instead, I fill you in on my new allergy. On Saturday, August 21, Bobby and I headed from Charleston to Asheville to take a tour of the Biltmore Estate and check out Wedge Brewery. Finding Wedge was worse than searching for a needle in a hay stack and after several turn arounds we found the dirt road leading up to the back of a building where Wedge is located (in their defense, I would get lost trying to find NJBeerCo if I didn't already know where it was). And of course as we're driving through the mud, it starts raining even harder.
Anyhoo, we made it in to Wedge and had a beer each. I decided on the Belgian Witbier and made it about two sips before I was in complete pain and could no longer swallow...well friends, it seems I am allergic to something in Belgian beers. Bobby finished his beer and we left immediately. Although I felt bad for leaving almost a full beer at the bar, I knew this was a bad reaction.
Turns out, after consulting our family nurse (Mama Olson), I have been making my reactions worse and worse by drinking through them. About 3 years ago, I started to notice that some beers would have this affect on me. My throat would swell and hurt and sometimes it was hard to breathe and I would have this strange anxiety kick in. Well, because I have spent three years ignoring the reactions, I have made them worse and worse. This last reaction took over an hour to go away so I am taking a hiatus from Belgian style ales until we can determine what exactly I am allergic to in them.