Christmas Eve in a New York City hotel room…now doesn’t that conjure up a million images! The first one for me was “The Pogues,” for writing one of the greatest Christmas songs. The second is Charles Bukowski. Next, the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade and then the movie “The Wolf of Wall St.” I think that is the title, I never did see it, but I don’t like movies so I never will. Nor will I ever go to NYC because there are too many people. Heck, Bellingham is too big for me!
All these images captured in a single bottle; I wonder how the bottle feels? Is it a weeping, baggage-ridden, bipolar nightmare? Or, is it a happy-go-lucky, slide-through-the-night-with-a-smile kind of bottle. Then there is the beer inside, what excitement chimes from the spout? Am I going to cringe when some crazy aromatics hit my olfactory system and wanna run to the porcelain god, or be a little beaver and chew my way through it? The suspense is killing me!
How’d you like that digression? Well, the beer… Awesome!! Everything you would like in an imperial stout. Beautiful blackness, smooth body. Carbonation perfect. Roasty, caramel, dark fruit, and well-balanced. Downed it really fast, crazy. I wish it was a 750ml bottle so I could taste it as it warmed up. A 355ml bottle went down lickity-split. Buy four– two to drink now and two to age, but you don’t need to age.
I got all Tom Robbins on the label and it was worth it. I think I thought longer about the label than it took me to drink the beer. That is OK with me. I’ll get another! Then I will sit next to a fire, open “Tibetan Peach Pie,” and sip!
MICHAEL
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