Monday, August 16, 2010

The great transition from hate to love.

Nowadays I really enjoy a cold glass of beer in the evening. After a strenuous work day in the heat island of Tokyo, what better ways are there to wind up and get relaxed than cheers and clinks of glass?

Now that beer has become an indispensable part of my life, I sometimes wonder what made me shrink from the very idea when I was a kid. Needless to say I was below the legal drinking age, but my abhorrence of beer seemed to carry something more extreme and deep. I suspect that is the case with many children. And yet, as you grow up, in the magical transformation of age, you learn to love the bitter liquid.

One day you hate it, the other day you just love it. The great transition from hate to love. Yet another enigma of life.


yuzu said...

I'm sure that you can really enjoy a cold glass of beer in the evening. I'm sure that you work always serious and advancement which is passionate powerful and gently.
I want to have like your pleasure someday.I always thank you so much.

Local Beer said...

As I carelessly think little of the transition from hate to love, I can't remember the memorial glass of beer.
Without someone's strong push or pretense by watching other people, I would not have touched alcohol.

Viva middle age! Hurray old age!
I had many likes and dislikes about food in my childhood. Bell pepper, gohya(balsam pear), Welsh onion, cheese and meat... everything turned to my favorite through the great transition.
I feel it was given with a tiny blind jump.

SfmPe said...

I am afraid that your own qualia of these(#1) colors are different from others.


How do I say it? an evolution?

砂山鉄夫(Tetsu Sunayama) said...

I've been loving this cold liquid since I was a high, sorry, since I was just 20 years old.