Ok so my new plan is to bring a little notebook with me so I can write things down about the beers as I'm having them because at this point looking back on the ones from the other night all I can think is, 'ugh i never want to drink again'.
But I know they were good, I did enjoy them at the time. It's just that I got HAMMERED. Not so much from the St. Martin, and not so much from the hobgoblin:
That picture was really hard to get, not only because the bar was dark, but also because I was HAMMERED. Did I mention that part?
And it was all because of a little beer seen here:
Ra ra rasputin, lover of the russian queen.
This beer had some ridiculous alcohol % and seemed to pour with the viscosity of olive oil. I don't remember much from after I had it except there was laughter, and there were tears.
I'm thankful this bar is walking distance from home.
Reading your blog is the highlight of my finals period. I am giddy with excitement every time a new post comes up, and I have such a new found appreciate for tervis tumblers. Did you know I once broke one of JoJo's supposedly indestructible tumblers AND then tervis mailed her a new one with the correct decorative patch in the middle? I was impressed.
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