I get a bit obsessed about things sometimes. Within three hours of hearing about growlers and what they are (two litres of local beer in a refillable glass jug, essentially), I was dropping in to our very local brewery up the road, 33 Acres, and bringing home my first growler. I think I just like saying the word. And the beer, of course.
Then I was off, researching all the local breweries popping up around our town and how the whole process works. You can read the (liquid) fruit of my labours over on Vancouver Mom. It’s well worth the journey to the brewery. Plus you get to say ‘growler’ out loud.
Growler growler growler.