Fictional Food

“What’s this one?” Mummel asked, holding up a brown bottle with a ship on the label.

“That’s a new beer that’s so hip it doesn’t even have a name,” Ethan said. “It’s made privately by a friend of mine in South Portland who’s seceded from the United States so he doesn’t have to pay taxes.”

From this week’s segment of Port City Chronicle, a serialized novel that appears weekly in the Portland Daily Sun.