Craft-Brew judge, Roger Thornton, entered Tasting Booth #13. The placard beside the freshly poured ale read:
Cosmos Ale! Brewed aboard the International Space Station by real astronauts. A beer sure to take you places!”
Roger always closed his eyes as he judged beer. Unfortunately, he couldn’t feel the cosmic rays trapped in the amber fluid interacting subtly with his body, and making changes. Since his eyes were closed he couldn’t see…
*poof*…as he teleported to Peru. “Hmm,” murmured Roger. “A patina of Peruvian Cedar.” He took another sip.
*poof*…he appeared in an Afghanistan market. “Hints of Egyptian…no…Moroccan Barley.” Another sip.
*poof*…”Yes, a smattering of Japanese Plum.” Without another sip, the effects of the cosmic rays were undone and he went…
*poof* He reappeared back in Booth #13. Roger grimaced and sighed. This is what he wrote on his judge’s card.
I had high hopes for this brew given its origins. Unfortunately, this rather pedestrian effort failed to transport me to new and exotic places. I give 3.5 out 5 stars for valiant effort but a failure to deliver.
Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers writing challenge. Look here to see what stories other folks wrote: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2015/09/08/fffaw-week-of-09-08-2015/