Monday, May 30, 2011

I Heart Brooklyn

Im having a love affair. His name is Lager and he is from Brooklyn.

I met him a few months ago when I was visiting a friend in New York. A friend ( sexy brewery dude)  of Lager was giving tours of his place. As I was learning about his family history and how he and his siblings were born....I allowed him ( lager, not sexy brewery dude....although the thought crossed my mind) to touch my lips and stimulate my taste buds.  It was our special moment. His lingering honey crisp taste was  how I knew I would develop a longing for him at the end of every long lonely day.  There is no other lager like him. He is the one.  He has a slight bitter side, I have to be careful not to tell him about my other lover, dogfish head.  No worries though, he is more easy going ( down..heehee) than anything.

It's a long distance affair. I do not get to see him often. I live in Illinois and although he shows up in liquor stores from time to time...I have to find him hiding out in some local beer bars in Chicago.  He is not a one woman kind of brew. His bright gold amber good looks are tempting to others and I have to put my jealousy aside when I finally find him...because he is so tasty and refreshing.

We have had many wonderful moments together. He greeted me after a long hot run, he is a great shower buddy ( this is a sign of commitment for me) and he always wraps his gentle arms around me at the end of a rough day. He smells so earthy/manly yet sweet, almost a hint of caramel. It's addicting. I would bathe in Lager if he would let me.

I hope you get to meet him some time. He really is quite the gentleman.

Cheers,
Hopslobster

Sunday, March 6, 2011

F**K You! Namaste!

It's been a hell of winter and I for one am fucking sick of it.  I'm tired of the slushy, shitty, gray days. I'm tired of the traveling and the ending of relationships. I'm tired of eating pasta to keep warm and sick of my toes being held hostage to socks and boots. I want my flip flops and my summer beer.  Breathe, calm down.....NAMASTE!

I would like to personally thank my friend Ann, who stored up this lovely Dogfish Head Namaste for just the right moment in winter where we all know spring is just around the corner and then it freaking SNOWS one last damn time, just to remind us that spring is not official until the 21st of March

Namaste is a crisp citrus Belgian White delight. Light in hops, Light in ABV and brings you peace with every sip. Lemongrass and Coriander pretty much screams FLIP FLOPs on my lips.  It is approachable and best if shared with a friend who is also sick of this Chicago Winter.  The best part is that you are not required to do any downward facing dogs to enjoy it. Just hunt for it, buy it, open it, pour it.......Cheers! 




Saturday, January 1, 2011

The Story Goes Like this.....

Girl meets guy. Guy charms girl with adventures and promises. Girl falls in love. Guy falls in love.  Guy gets new job, not here....but there. Girl feels supportive, but it all comes out wrong.  Guy moves. Girl misses guy. Guy misses girl, but it all comes out wrong.   Girl and Guy Fight, Girl and Guy make up.  Guy breaks up with girl. Girl drinks beer. And that is how I discovered Netebuk 

I hung up the phone, put on my coat and walked (after appropriate amount of melt down time passed) to Red and White, my favorite wine store in my neighborhood. I had every intention of grabbing some wine to numb the pain, but there it was.  Red and White has a small cooler of speciality brews that are usually impossible to find and always are an introduction to something new and intriguing.

Girl Goes Crazy Spoiler:  You have to understand I was in a daze, but as I passed the cooler to purchase my carefully selected wine for the night ( pretty labels).  I stopped to look at the cooler. There it was a bright green paper with a goat on it. I have a friend who is married to a man she calls goat.  Goat is ridiculously in touch with his feelings that at times it makes me feel like I have failed as a woman. Goat thinks the guy who dumped me is good for me.  So why not, why not get the beer with the Goat on it so I can pity myself for sabotaging a a relationship that probably was good for me. Thanks Goat.  It seemed logical that I needed to take this beer home. Yep, that's right I said Logical.

I picked up the beer and asked the store owner if it was good. Store Owner: "Yep, we don't select beers that we don't think are good."  Thanks dude. OK, so he makes a good point and on any other day I would have been fine with this answer........but I just got dumped, humor me for beer's sake ( I also knew he was from wisconsin, which is where guy who dumped me is from so I was already mad at him by geographical up bringing default). He didn't know of course, so I choked my rage and mustered up a smile and said "I'll take it". It was a good decision.

Best Break up Belgian Ale of all time.  Pricey, but delicious. It's the type of beer you want after a good workout or in my case a massive cry. I normally would not enjoy a blond in the middle of winter, but the bakery fresh aroma and it's full body make it a perfect for a blustery night. The hops are there but they aren't punching you in the face. There are some faint peach notes with a spicy finish. After a few sips I could taste some baked bread and lemon. Its smooth and very drinkable.  It's not the type of break up beer you would want if you hate the guy or if you dumped him( grab a whiskey) It's a bitter sweet love story. Enjoy it.

Brewery: T'Brouwkot
Imported: 12 Percent