Monday, January 16, 2006
Yahoo explains why "three sheets to the wind" means "drunk."
In other news, Karl Strauss in Costa Mesa, despite being surrounded by malls, is awesome. They have a great happy hour that even runs on weekends, and their dry-hopped brown is one of the best browns I've ever had (up there with Brooklyn, better than our homebrew, dammit. We have to start dry-hopping).
In other news, Karl Strauss in Costa Mesa, despite being surrounded by malls, is awesome. They have a great happy hour that even runs on weekends, and their dry-hopped brown is one of the best browns I've ever had (up there with Brooklyn, better than our homebrew, dammit. We have to start dry-hopping).
Monday, January 09, 2006
So Robert gave us two deluxe beers for Christmas:
* Santa's Private Reserve from Rogue (click for the great label art). Consumed on a near-empty stomach, this ensured that we had a very merry Christmas indeed. We kept referring it to as "Santa's Secret Stash" or "Santa's Private Hooch" and similar. It seems Old Nick likes 'em strong and hoppy
* Celebration Libation from Cisco. Robert has a knack for finding the rare spiced winter ales that don't suck. It's a gift.
Now, things were not so merry when we went to a certain restaurant chain with festive items on the walls. No, not TGI Fridays. The other one. It starts with a "B" and sounds fake-Irish. Don't ask what we were doing at such a place. Anyway, we asked the waiter what beers they had. He asked what we were interested in. We said we were visiting, so we wanted something local.
"Uh. Local. Sam Adams...but I guess you can find that anywhere...Pete's?"
Pete's isn't even local. We got up to look at the tap lines instead, and settled on Harpoon Winter Warmer. It seemed surprisingly mild for Harpoon, but at least they didn't overdo the winter spices.
Imagine our surprise when we settled into the Harpoon Bar at the airport a few days later, ordered the winter warmer, and found a completely different, more robust beer. Maybe it was our imaginations, because surely a big, bland corporate chain wouldn't water the beer...
* Santa's Private Reserve from Rogue (click for the great label art). Consumed on a near-empty stomach, this ensured that we had a very merry Christmas indeed. We kept referring it to as "Santa's Secret Stash" or "Santa's Private Hooch" and similar. It seems Old Nick likes 'em strong and hoppy
* Celebration Libation from Cisco. Robert has a knack for finding the rare spiced winter ales that don't suck. It's a gift.
Now, things were not so merry when we went to a certain restaurant chain with festive items on the walls. No, not TGI Fridays. The other one. It starts with a "B" and sounds fake-Irish. Don't ask what we were doing at such a place. Anyway, we asked the waiter what beers they had. He asked what we were interested in. We said we were visiting, so we wanted something local.
"Uh. Local. Sam Adams...but I guess you can find that anywhere...Pete's?"
Pete's isn't even local. We got up to look at the tap lines instead, and settled on Harpoon Winter Warmer. It seemed surprisingly mild for Harpoon, but at least they didn't overdo the winter spices.
Imagine our surprise when we settled into the Harpoon Bar at the airport a few days later, ordered the winter warmer, and found a completely different, more robust beer. Maybe it was our imaginations, because surely a big, bland corporate chain wouldn't water the beer...
