As I sit in the fading evening light with the soothing trade winds tussling my tulle blouse I realize that old man winter died somewhere along the way. The damp chill is gone from the air, replaced by a moist warmth. The monsoon season seems to have dissipated just as I’m packing my bags for the Caribbean [don’t ask about Mexico *oink* *oink*]
So dear friends, in addition to letting the blog slip a little in recent weeks, I will be taking a vacation for a few days. But fear not, I will hopefully return with interesting stories about exotic brews like red stripe…really I’m thinking of starting a spinoff website dedicated to tropical cocktails.
This blog is the wall at which I will throw the wet noodles of my intellect: covering bars, brews, babes & bros from NYC to Washington, DC. Along this weird and wacky road you'll get a horrifying glimpse at the way I see the world. So sit down, buckle up, and be a backseat driver if you'd like.
For me, brew is tethered to the environment in which it is imbibed, therefore it is useless to describe my opinions on a beer without spicing the review with the back-story and my perspective on the experience.
While, in the words of favorite bottle of mine, it's quite doubtful that you have the taste or sophistication to be able to appreciate a [gal] of this quality and depth, I hope you enjoy and find some use in the pearls I lay out. If you don't feel me or my style feel free to head to the safer territory of arbitrary numerical ratings on mouthfeel.
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