Mmm. Man, I wish my grandmother were still alive. Her food is so good. I can make it myself but it isn't the same!
Mmm. Man, I wish my grandmother were still alive. Her food is so good. I can make it myself but it isn't the same!
holy crap. This is my favorite beer. There's nothing Great Lakes puts out that I don't like, but the Dortmund Gold is tops. Added bonus is that IPA drinkers seem to like it, so I no longer have to stock up on IPA just to be a good host.
BA's civilian raters, who are addicted to hops and high alcohol percentages, give it a 91; the dudes in charge say 99
Came here to say this, saw you already said it, but I feel so passionate about it I'm still commenting! The Edmund Fitzgerald is in a very elite group of porters imo. I think I'll pick up a sixer after work, just because of these posts.
Yes. That dame crease. Long headlights. Gaping ass grills.
Yeah, but this car is entirely nicer, more refined, more practical, and easier to live with than either of those.
brb robbing a bank
Try tracking down the Christmas Ale. Might still be able to find some around. More like a quad than a holiday beer but on par with those other three and, unfortunately, only seasonal.
St Bernardus is not a trappist.
Ok then, can we look forward to some bush exposure on the catwalk? In the interests of gender equality, obviously.
A big middle finger fuck you to all the parasitic assholes who go out and buy a beer only to try and re-sell it.
And an even bigger double fuck you to the imbecilic bottom feeders who pay the inflated prices for these secondary market beers.
You probably need a hobby.
My local Safeway has started carrying it for ~$7. I bought them all in case it was some sort of mistake - I also bought them to pour down my gullet, but I think that's a given.
Not often I find a beer I won't drink, but when I do I'll use the rest of them to boil brats in or some other recipe. That way I keep from dumping it down the drain and cooking usually pulls out enough of whatever flavor I didn't like about it.
I probably cross the line of beer enthusiast/asshole from time to time. Often when I get to a new pub I haven't been to and have no idea what's on tap and the waitress arrives very quickly, I'll generally just ask if there's any beer on special, which more often than not goes like this:
Seriously. They're literally outlawing happiness.