Yes, today is the day. May Edinburgh and London tremble. And so, in the spirit of Edinburgh (where Eileen is from), or at least its ales, here’s a special edition beer label! Eileen, you will find these wrapped around a few bottles of homebrew upon your return. Until then, make us proud.
The Sass Man spent the better part of the day trying to come up with something for here. But since he doesn’t believe in the internet, it was hard for him. Instead he came up with this play titled, “The Story of Wullie, Jimmy and Tam” in which he both wrote and starred. If you get confused, it helps to remember that he’s playing all three characters. And so, the story of three Scottish men in your average Scottish drinking establishment. Take note, the information within could come in handy..
Beer that I didn’t pay for tastes better (and freer, the unemployment saga continues). But, a few Saturdays ago I was feeling heavy in the pocket since Mr. Ed had given me $128 in quarters, nickels and dimes that were gathering in his room. So I went to Total Wine and, with Jamie’s help, picked out six beers. I cracked into the Shiner Hefeweizen the next day and was so disappointed! And true to form, when disappointed or angry or bossy I don’t be quiet! I carry on! This beer! Is the worst beer ever! It’s so gross! But I can’t stop drinking it because I paid $2 for it! Come try this beer! It’s so awful, right? Can you believe it? Etc.
Come to find out the beer was meant to be consumed last November (worded something tricky like “consume by the 315th day of 2007.” So on one hand, this is bad–I bought expired beer. But on the other hand, my beer palate is sophisticatin’! I know when beer is crappy and I’ve got the evidence to back it up.
Obvs, this wasn’t one sentence. How can I settle for one sentence to describe a beer now that my mouth is feeling so many different things when I drink a beer?
More soon from Auld Reekie and the Big Smoke.