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Payback

Last week I was in Phoenix, AZ and missed all of the snow and ice. YA!!!

This week I'm in Seattle and in the #$%%^%$$ snow and have to drive to the top of the mountain pass to conduct a nice little training class. Well, Squirrel is conducting the class. Me, I'm just there for support....poor Squirrel.

Finally last night I had an Iscared from Rogue ales. This is a drink where they take a pint and fill it 3/4 of the way with Brutal Bitter and then float I2PA on top to finish off the pint.

I'm in love. This could become my new favorite ale from Rogue. I think I will just call it a Brutal Bitter on steroids.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
you failed to mention this in your call last night . . .

was I suppose to intuit this into the "and we are probably going to grab a bite and I don't want you to wait up for me to call later . . . "

herumph

with a double phlllt floating on top
12:57 PM
Anonymous said…
It sounds like someone is reading your blogg, you have to be careful what you say.

DG
5:41 PM
WickedHamster said…
I've been meaning to ask... I know what an IPA is. What's an I2PA?
6:00 PM
Kelsgarden said…
I am going to go drink your Bailey's WC . . .
8:03 PM
Me said…
If we ever meet up in person, monkeydragon and I will hit the nearest Starbucks... you and Coffeehusband can find the nearest pub and have fun trying new ales and brews.

(The kids will all be hanging out together of course... and yeah! No babysitters needed!)
10:36 PM
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