If you walked into a speakeasy during Prohibition and asked for a “Blind Pig”, you may have received a beer. I should have painted the pig drinking from a blank Mason jar, as that is the way beer would have been served during those times. A pint jar was known as a pig, and a blank one was known as a “Blind Pig.” Ironically, the first time I drank Blind Pig IPA by Russian River Brewing Company was not in California, but in Philadelphia at Monk’s Cafe. I ordered it thinking that it was probably the best thing on the extensive menu, called the Beer Bible, and I was not let down. I drank it again at the Russian River brew pub in Santa Rosa, and came back the next day, nearly emptying my bank account, and making a generous addition to my beer cellar. All I have left is a couple bottles of the barrel sour ales now. Looks like I will have to make another trip to Santa Rosa to refill my private stock. If you do get your hands on this treasured ale, don’t hoard it, but drink it. IPA is best fresh! So share and enjoy! Don’t let your cool pet pig get ahold of it. Once they have gotten the taste, they will never be satiated! Cheers to the “Blind Pig” — the best pig for drinking!
This original oil painting, and limited-edition prints are for sale at my Etsy shop RealArtIsBetter.
On the road again! What a road it is. Leaving San Jose and heading straight for the ocean, we ended up at Half Moon Bay. The last time we were there was seven years ago, when we camped at Half Moon Bay during our tandem bicycle tour down the Pacific Coast. The surf was up, and I didn’t feel like swimming, because there is a wicked rip current that will take you out to sea! We stopped for coffee and a doughnut and then drove straight to San Fransisco, and over the Golden Gate Bridge. We continued up Highway 1, or should I say roller coaster 1, because that’s what it felt like, and we were going to stop for barbecued oysters along Tomales Bay, but time was getting short, and I had a painting date at the world-famous Russian River Brewing Co. We were greeted at the door by the host, who was expecting me, “Painter Scott”. Yep, that’s me.
The drive to Russian River reminded me of being on the bike tour, and I decided to relax and let my painting tell a story of the road trip to Santa Rosa, to show the pilgrimage to the brew pub that so many people make. About half an hour into the painting, which is of Pliny the Elder, Maria gets a phone call from our college friend Moriah, who just happens to be in town for work, and so she meets us at the brewery! I get to talk with a nice couple at a nearby table, and also run into a lady who recognizes my Midnight Sun Brewing t-shirt, and stops me to tell me that MSBC’s first Chef is from Santa Rosa and just started a new brewery down the road. The woman is his daughter. Small world. I filled my Russian River growler and walked the mile home to Hotel Azura, where we watched the 6th game of the World Series, while drinking delicious Russian River beer. Even my team won the game! Overall a fabulous day! It doesn’t get any better than this!
This original oil painting, and 52 limited-edition prints are for sale at my Etsy shop RealArtIsBetter.