By Hunter Styles
Last modified: Friday, May 15, 2015
At the beginning of The Matrix, Morpheus gives Neo a choice: Swallow the blue pill and wake up to his old boring life, or take the red pill and discover everything he’s been missing. I felt like Neo the other day as I stood in the package store, gazing at an ever-expanding selection of craft ales. Like him, I was teetering on the edge of the familiar, and my quandary was color-coded. I knew that I needed to broaden my horizons and take the red pill. But did that entail a red ale, or a brew of a different hue?