Dear Wine Bar,
I know you're a wine bar. And I appreciate that fact. You have some beautiful qualities. Delicious wine. Delicious cheese. But there are some things we need to talk about. There are just a few things you need to know before we go any further.
When we first met, you were young and beautiful and full of enthusiasm.. and beer. And your beer list was one of the best, if not the best, in Troy. All reasonably priced, and wonderfully delicious. Now, well.. I don't know what happened. But things have changed.
I guess we've just lost that spark. We just don't seem to have anything in common anymore. I mean, yes, I still care about you, and I appreciate your wonderful qualities. You're beautiful. You have so much going for you... But we've just grown apart.
And I don't want to lose you in my life, but I think it's time we start searching for others to share our time with. I need affordable, quality beer in my life, and you're not providing me with the selection you used to have.
And -- I may have found someone else. It's not too serious yet, but I think things are starting to spark up. Her name is The Ruck. And she may not be as pretty as you, but she definitely delivers on the "reasonably priced" and quality selection of draft beers. Sure, she might not be as refined as you, but she has what I need. And I think you deserve what you need -- I just don't think I can deliver on the yuppie/hipster/sunhippie level anymore, though. I'm sorry.
I'll be seeing you around, and I hope things aren't weird between us now. I just think it's better this way...
Give my regards to the Troylet,