Blue Moon — In the mid-nineties, I was volunteering at a record label/all-ages club in Atlanta, GA. The guy who funded the whole project was coming back from a trip to Colorado and we gathered in the office because he was bringing back some six packs of Blue Moon, which you could only get in that part of the country at the time. It was craft beer before “craft beer” was coined. I remember how different it was from everything else I was drinking and I cherished it every time my friend brought it back with him from Colorado. It was no surprise when Blue Moon was bought out by one of the bigs and went national. It will always be a cherished memory of that year and my first taste of Blue Moon.
