Contrary to what I may have led people to believe, I did not actually steal a beer glass in Copenhagen. By nature, I am not a thief. I try my hardest to honor the 8th Commandment (thou shall not steal). I also honor the 2nd Commandment, as I have no graven images adorning the walls of our home. But back to the glass.

Linda and I wandered around the harbor of Copenhagen one fine morning. Exploring a new city was on my mind – thievery was not. The morning walk took us to the docks and beyond, and on our way back into downtown Copenhagen, we stopped for a beer. We found a small pub with an outdoor sitting area, right on the most famous street in Copenhagen. We ordered a beer. I don’t remember what Linda drank, but I ordered a Grimberger Lager. It was delicious, but better than that, it came in a really cool glass. Quite regal looking. It reminded me of the Holy Grail.

Of course, though, it isn’t the real Holy Grail (I have that at home, a rare find of mine from an office White Elephant gift exchange years ago). I joked about stealing it, but again thought about the 8th Commandment.

Luck though was with me. As we sat there, three tourists walked up to have a look. I coerced them to sit down by telling them how good the beer was and how friendly our waiter was. They sat next to us and ordered food and drink. A few minutes later, five more people did the same. I convinced them also to sit, and they did. Finally, a couple from Argentina strolled by. Once again, I mentioned how good the beer and waiter were. They sat down – with us.

By this time, I had brought ten new customers to the bar. The waiter was quite appreciative. He bought me a second beer, took away the first glass, and told me I could keep the new grail. I did.

Our new, Un-holy Grail will sit on a shelf in our home, next to the real deal.