Saturday, January 16, 2010

Bourbon County Stout, Toothpaste, And Glögg

If you get a chance to try a Goose Island Bourbon County Stout, by all means do so.

Here is their description, and it is fairly accurate: "A liquid as dark and dense as a black hole with thick foam the color of a bourbon barrel. The nose is an intense mix of charred oak, chocolate, vanilla, caramel and smoke. One sip has more flavor than your average case of beer." I concur.

It weighs in at a hefty 13% so one is all you need, and not a full pint, either. At the Waterfront Ale House they serve it in a hefty sized brandy snifter. And, although one is all you need, I did make a session of them a couple of nights in a row. I won't be doing so again, however.

I will post a few pictures of my last session later, if I can find my camera. At least I found my way home, but then I had the Mysterious Chinese Woman helping me along.

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Something else to think about, Have you ever noticed the warning on toothpaste packages saying that if a child swallows more than is used for brushing you should seek immediate medical attention or contact a Poison Control Center?

I am heading to a friend's house for a party this afternoon so I am off to make my world-famous, at least in my neighborhood, glögg. It was originally called "glödgad vin" which meant "glowing-hot wine" The word "glögg" is a shortened form of this.

And my glögg is perfectly safe for children of all ages. As an aside, although this whole blog is an aside, an early form of this drink was consumed by Greeks and Romans and was considered healthy. Its popularity spread throughout the European nations and in the 1890s it became a Christmas tradition. It was often used as a health potion, and I recommend it for a wide variety of ailments, especially muscle strains induced by shoveling snow.

You can make a big batch of it and, theoretically, keep whatever is left over for a month or two in your refrigerator and then reheat it in your microwave. I say theoretically because I have never had any left over. Maybe I need a bigger pot to make it in. Or exhibit a bit of restraint. Nah, a bigger pot is the answer.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Dare One Dream

Now that the Jets, and I must admit I never saw this coming, are indeed a force to be reckoned with, I have one dream:

JETS kick the VIKINGS butts and thoroughly humiliate Brett Favre

Sorry my Minnesota friends, I just can't help myself. Brett used the Jets to get to Minnesota. Does anyone, after the season Brett is having now, really believe he injured his arm so badly he was forced to retire, before un-retiring (again) and going where he wanted to go when he left Green Bay?

It would somehow be poetic justice if the world's oldest living quarterback (okay, I will give you that he is having a tremendous year) loses to the rookie who replaced him.

And before you count out the Jets, remember, if you can catch a chicken you can catch greased-lightning. No, wait, that was Rocky. If you have the number one defense in the NFL you are a force to be reckoned with. Yeah, that's it.

Oh, and Sanchez only went 12-of-15 for 182 yards, no interceptions, and a passing rating of 139.4 against the Bengals on Sunday. Brett who?

Interesting to contemplate, out of the Jets last three quarterbacks the only one who didn't get us into the playoffs was Brett.