Helga Is Here

I have always wanted a real beer fridge – one where you can see the beers lined up like soldiers ready to serve 24×7.  And in a stroke of genius during the year long kitchen renovation I mentioned to my wife that what I wanted out of all of this madness was somewhere to put my soldiers without constantly being taken over by food and milk.  I got my wish, and even if it came at the promise of another $20k budget for more renovations next year, it was worth it.  I call her Helga, and I love her.