A new ban on single beer sales took effect in many parts of the District yesterday. I’m super sour-grapes about it, because sometimes you just want one, and now, if you are in that situation, you are forced to buy an immoderate quantity. Nothing’s worse than being forced to consume six beers when you just want a single beer.
One of the corner stores near my east Capitol Hill apartment is seeking out a middle ground. Behold, the 3-pack:
