It is most definitely a white Christmas in Missoula, Montana where the temperature is 10 degrees, the house smells like baked goods and more great beer awaits in the fridge. And in the snow banks.  A great Christmas Eve dinner of crab legs and crab cakes provided a great reason to break out some bottles that were waiting for a special occasion.  Santa dropped off a couple of books on beer.  I’ll have to toast him later. There’s only one thing wrong with this picture, but I’m betting we can get that growler filled tomorrow.

What craft beer related item did you find under the tree?