Trifecta Tres - Sprecher Brewery

But it wasn't the spilling of the drink that got us frowned upon and ensured we would never return. Accidents happen and I'm sure that people spill every now and then. It was the way that we acted before, during and after the spilling that brought us too much attention. We're a loud and rambunctious bunch and when Jenny, I mean the monkey, spilled we all shouted and cried alcohol abuse. Then we tried to clean it up first with some pamphlets and then with our mouths. We each took a turn sipping beer off the table and encouraged others to do the same. In between turns we decided to sing songs and bang on the table. A Sprecher employee came over and scolded us like a Kindergarten teacher would yell at their 5 year olds. Granted we were being loud and obnoxious, but we were having fun. That's when we decided that Sprecher is German for "no fun" and we vowed never to make this a stop on the Trifecta of Brewery Tours in the future. Luckily there are other options in town.

Every minute spent with Jenny Reck is another adventure in life. She ensured we wouldn't be allowed back here by spilling her drink all over the table and then blamed it on the monkey. He just threw his hands up in the air and yelled out "diplomatic immunity!!"

Lakefront Brewery gives you a good amount of beer for the $7 admission price so we are usually feeling pretty good by the time we reach Specher. By the 3rd stop on the tour we are also pretty worn out, so the silliness reaches a daily high, which doesn't end well.

When we bought the purple monkey he was just an innocent piece of plastic. But then we put our lips on his valve and blew, inflating his body and ego. And then Kevin had his way with him. I bet that monkey wishes we had left him back at the Lakefront Giftshop.

Jenny and Kevin do the "too much rock for one hand" sign to show their elevated feelings of rage as we waited for our tour to begin. We were about to bring some serious rage to this micro brewery.

The monkey was just getting started however and quickly jumped aboard the griffin and rode it like a stallion. Monkeys will do that sort of thing so you have to watch those mischievous bastards.

After what looked like rape (which was really sensual man on blow-up monkey love) Kevin and the monkey bonded. While everyone else listened to the tour guide spew out his rehearsed spiel they found a corner where they could continue their odd romance.

We do care about the brewing process but we have been on so many brewery tours (2 already today) so we hung in the back and cracked jokes, which angered our tour guide. Little did we know that this was the beginning of our last ever tour here at Sprecher Brewery.

I said before that I could probably give a tour because I've been on so many, but Kanz is actually more qualified since he has worked at Miller for the last 3-4 years. He knows more about what goes on here than the guide does, so he explained some things to Jenny.

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