Back to beer…
Andrew has provided us with a Website about Harp beer, which originated in Ireland. I would be remiss if I did not also mention Magic Hat #9, an ale, on draft at the Rockfish restaurant near the Grandin Theatre. Don’t know a thing about it, other than that I once had two at one sitting. This, for me, was a binge.
Andrew, anything to add?
Oh, and if I think of it, I’ll tell you about the night I discovered Harp, in a most unlikely place.
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Mornin’ Joe, According to an article in today’s RT, you will stand a better than average chance of living to 100 since you don’t drink to excess, don’t smoke and don’t run with women who do, er, any of these things.
Zwei bier,bitte ! I used to enjoy real beer but with my senior pill regimen I have accepted the doctor knows best placing me on the wagon.Now I must call RT and cancel:)
Any more, Pamela. Don’t run with them any more.
You sound regretful Joe, is that of the past, present, or future?? lol
Ho ho, Debi. Some things are just TOO personal. But I have yet to regret the future.
Thank your lucky stars you have a future due to all of that good living, Joe! And now can we please have your blurb of the day?
Inquiring busybodies want to know what’s on your mind….
Could we speculate that his running shoes have been worn out?
Two in one sitting! You must have gotten looped. Or was it a Tech high–I noticed that they won by at least 12 points–quite a prediction.
I think it was the company.
Hi folks, here comes your friendly neighborhood beer snob! Can’t resist commenting about the Magic Hat beer and just general beer chat. Personally, I don’t like the #9 by Magic Hat. It’s an apricot flavored ale, just doesn’t suit my taste. Several places I frequent have this beer, and two of them have stopped carrying it. Macado’s Salem replaced it w/ Spaten Octoberfest, which is delicious!! For a good pale ale, try Sierra Nevada.
Hi, Dennis, I respect your opinion and defer because I’vehad only the #9 among Magic Hats and now that you’ve placed the sweetness factor in the apricot category it’s probably ruined for me anyway. (Actually, not.)
I’ve had Spaten, not my style, and the first time I had a Sierra Nevada I loved it but when I bought it for my own party, I didn’t like it (and, typically, it stayed in the fridge while the guests glommed on to every American lite beer in sight). But I don’t drink enough beer to comment with any authority. The motto of this blog should be, “Hey, what do I know?”
Hey Joe, apparently, you know quite alot about beer and women and high heels clicking on the hard wood floors….
A little of either goes a long way.
Hence, my limits: One beer per sitting, except in special circumstances, and one drama queen per lifetime, with no exceptions. I’ve had my fill.
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