Notes From the Captain Lawrence Tasting Room: The Brewery Man

(Sung to the tune of “The Piano Man”)

It’s 4 o’clock on a Sunday

The regulars file in for a brew

They want porters and ales and Point Proven pilsner

And that Frost Monster imperial stout too.

Tarrytown’s Ryan Shaw brought his father Jeff

Kids Oliver and Ella too tagged along.

Ryan says, “I naively thought we’d be outside.”

But his take on the weather was wrong.

Still it’s three generations of Shaw dudes

A pretty good show by the clan.  

Jeff says it was four on vacation, a cause for celebration

When they hung with his 91-year-old man.

Pour me a beer, you’re the brewery man

Pour me a beer right away.

Just give me a sample of Freshchester

One chip I gladly will pay.  

David Ergenc too lives in Tarrytown

But his accent reveals he is Swiss

And pal Monika Sekvencova hails from Astoria

As a Czech, she is no Swiss miss.

She has the wheat ale they call Twang

Featuring tangerine peels, it’s a real feast

Monika sips on the brew, pauses a moment or two

Then says, “I can sure taste the yeast.”

David opted for the India Pale Ale

He prefers his beers with big hops.

He says, “It’s piney and floral”, to spill it’s immoral

Since the Hop Commander’s flavor really pops.

Oh, pour me a beer, Mr. Brewery Man

Pour me a deep, dark Smoked Porter.

Forget about that doofus ahead me

Just hurry up with my own order.

Now Mike and Gabby Smith are from Hartsdale

They drove straight to CL after skiing.  

Mike says that the hills, and winter time’s chills

Are essentially his reason for being.

He has 12 ounces of Frost Monster

While Gabby has a cup of Pale Ale

Some find winter vicious, but Mike thinks it’s delicious

I bet he’d probably love Vail.

Oh, pour me some beer, Mr. Brewery Man

Fill up my cup right up this second.

Cuz the Kolsch and the Twang and the Liquid Gold

All temptingly, tantalizingly beckon.

Flora Rodriguez heard of the Captain on the radio

The station was WHUD--100.7.

She told Alex Slupatchuk, Joe Downs and Pat Flick

That the brewery simply sounded like heaven.

And so they schlepped all the way from Connecticut

To check out Captain Lawrence for themselves.

And sample the potables, see which are most notable

And perhaps pick out some merch from the shelves.

Oh, fill up my growler, Mr. Brewery Man

Then I’ll be off, on my way.

To sip from my gallon while watching Jimmy Fallon

And thinking of the fun I had today.

Yes, winter will soon be a memory

And the snow finally gone from the grass.

We’ll sit on the patio, play some bocce, Daddy-o,

Count our blessings as you fill up our glass.