Upon checking the instructions for race packet pick-up for the Martian Half Marathon, I thought the street grid layout looked familiar.
Turns out the race expo location is a mere 0.3 miles (as Google Maps flies) from the area's most majestic purveyor of beer, Merchant's Fine Wine. Seriously. Just take a look at their American beer list. It's 12 pages long. And let's not even get into their selection of imports.
I am giddy, giddy, I tell you, with excitement. I shop for beer at Merchant's the way I used to stand wide-eyed in the aisles of Toys-R-Us when I was a child. It's that awe-inducing. One can easily lose an hour or more just staring down a wall of Belgian ales.
Since I cannot buy beer until noon on Sunday (curse you, Michigan blue laws! Someone said to me yesterday that "beer should be available 24/7 as a constitutional right!" and I totally agree) I guess I will have to do so on Saturday...sigh. Such a hardship, I tell ya.
Edited to add: No, it's is not a drive-through. Fine. it's not the world's greatest beer store. But it's close.