Drinking on a Monday is a short column where I share that one bottle that I open after the most dreadful of all weekdays. Up until 2013, my fiance (then girlfriend) was not a beer drinker, but I’ve slowly been able to ween her onto certain styles. Her love of sours began with a Leifman’s framboise, and easily transitioned to Duchesse de Bourgogne and Petrus Old Bruin. More recently she’s developed a taste for Russian