Cupid Porter

I just did a Wiki cram on St. Valentine. (In a morning stupor, I was confusing him for some reason with St. Patrick, and thinking to myself: why do we celebrate amorous love in the name of a missionary famed for casting serpents from Ireland?) Here are some neat things I learned:

Valentinus may actually have been two different saints of the same name. According to hagiography, one saint of that name was a third century renegade officiant, marrying Christian couples on the sly at a time when that was absolutely NOT done. (In other words, the Romans were defending marriage from the infidels.) One of those emperors named Claudius had the fellow arrested, grew rather fond of him, then had him beaten with clubs and stones and chopped off his head.

In another version, Valentinus was a Christian Bishop who miraculously restored a blind girl’s sight, refused to deny Christ and was arrested by operatives of an emperor named Claudius, who grew rather fond of him, then had him beaten with clubs and stones and chopped off his head. You can’t make this stuff up, folks. (…or can you…?)

It is appropriate that Love’s marquee idol be a two-faced creature, cloaked in mystery and given to hot moods. It is proper that scholars be stymied by its origin and true nature. We must turn to the bard, who through the character Rosalind in As You Like It opined on love at first sight: “There was never anything so sudden but the fight of two rams…for your brother and my sister no sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage…they are in the very wrath of love, and they will together; clubs cannot part them.”

Clubs cannot part them!

Shannon and team over here at the Brewery have prepared a special cask for the day of the Saints Valentinus. The last time we got crazy with Anvil Porter it was vis a vis a pair of donuts. Today it’s chocolate, vanilla agave, and freakin’ rose petals.  Come hence, lovers, and gather them while ye may.

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