The last time I sent a letter to Santa Claus with my Christmas wish was way back when even a sip of beer would make me cringe.  Over the years, I gave up on the bearded dude since he never did appear on Christmas Eve and my Mum would scold me for wasting cookies and a glass of soured milk under our plastic Christmas tree.

Decades later, I’m reviving my hopes that he’ll bring me what I want at last.

When in Tokyo, I always stay at ANA InterContinental Tokyo. They recently renovated their Club Lounge, making it the largest Club Lounge in Tokyo. And the coolest addition is a self-dispensing beer machine. Fresh, nama biru at the push of a button and tops up with foam, without spilling over!

Our beer-bellied Santa will surely know where to get one of these. Anyone got his email?