The Gnome and Raspberry Tart
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Let's review two different methods of not getting too drunk:
Stopping after two beers at happy hour: smart Overeating at the company picnic: not smart
I was stuffed, and so while I enjoyed the conversation with Jess (and eventually Barb and Markie and Shelley) at the Happy Gnome yesterday, I was in no condition to enjoy more than the first half pint of my beloved Fatty Boombalatty, and I had to nurse the Surly Cynic I ordered afterward.
Barb really likes the Tyranena Scurvy. It takes all kinds, I suppose...
At Barry's I excitedly poured everyone a half-glass of New Glarus Raspberry Tart. It was good, maybe very good, but personally I didn't think it lived up to the rather extreme hype it got from Beer School. I'd like to try it again at some point, as a first beer rather than a end-of-the-night affair on a full stomach, and I'm excited that there's a good, relatively inexpensive domestic framboise... but I'm not a Raspberry Tart apostle just yet.
(I also got to try a bit of Barry's Flat Earth Convention Ale. It might be a bit too smoky for me.)
There are some localish breweries around here, namely in Atlanta and other large Florida cities, but nothing in Tallahassee. Although one of the bars here has 85 cent tap beers every night, so who am I to complain?
Friends of Jess, anonymous
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Met up with some potential Operation Jess roadtrippers tonight at Sweeney's. I had two glasses of their "beer of the moment," Fatty Boombalatty from Furthermore Beer. It's a Belgian Pale that tastes like orange juice, with hops and alcohol. Yes!
Markie's boyfriend Matt is a bit of a beer snob as I recall, so I offered to pick him up some New Glarus Raspberry Tart when I go to Wisconsin next weekend. In turn, he recommended that I get some Kilkenny Irish Cream Ale if I ever go to Canada, because that beer is very hard to find this side of the border.
At home I needed a beer to eat pizza and watch Be Kind Rewind (it's a comedy), so I cracked open a bottle from my dwindling supply of Big Sky Trout Slayer Ale. There's probably a reason why I'm running out that so fast, when I have plenty of Lakemaid and Summer Honey left. It's good.