Ithaca Le Bleu at Teresa’s Next Door: I love, love, love this beer. It’s great both on tap (BCWC at Iron Hill) or from the bottle like it was served here. Le Bleu is tart and funky and wild like an almost ripe blueberry picked during a hiking trek in Maine. They also had Groundbreak Saison, White Gold, Cold Front, and Flower Power among others.
Same night, still getting funkdafied. Union Jack’s Manatawny was serving up Jolly Pumpkin Oro de Calabaza (8% golden ale with wild yeast, spicy and a little peppery) and Bam Biere (farmhouse session beer, dry-hopped and spicy), both delicious.
And finally, Saturday at TJ’s for their cask event. [bad beer joke] What are all these firkin people doing here? [/joke]
Lineup:
Heavy Seas Hang Ten
BrewDog Paradox Isle of Arran
Harviestoun Ola Dubh 12
Troegs Nugget Nectar
Stone Ruination
Stone Sublimely Self Righteous
Ballast Point Sea Monster
Flying Dog Doggie Style Pale Ale
Dock Street Rye IPA
Coronado Red Devil Beer “security”: Scott & Kevin
“I’m going to tap that Black Biscuit” (fine, but you’ll be walking funny!)
“I miss those 70’s porn mustaches on guys” (wait, that was me. And a joke. And um… mom and dad, I don’t watch porn. I swear, almost never. Hardly ever…)
Girlfriend defending boyfriend’s stupidity to another presumed idiot: “They weren’t two DUI’s, they were Unfortunate Incidents” (sure, and when he cheats on you, he really just tripped, lost his clothes, and her hot pocket kept him from faceplanting…)
“I strip to support myself through collage” (no, I didn’t misspell that!)
The Linkery is on my list of San Diego places I’ve been meaning to visit. The website tells it all: “We gather people to grow, cook, craft, and savor the best food and drink in San Diego.” And I’m just the sort of person who would enjoy said food and drink! The 18% service charge does not dissuade me either, especially knowing restaurateur Jay Porter has a mandatory no tipping policy for his servers. In fact, he says if you feel like leaving more money to show extra gratitude, to leave the cash to their charity of the month. What an altruistic attitude not commonly found nowadays… Not to mention, the livable wage he can provide the people that work their asses off to deliver that excellent food and drink to you. And clean up after you’ve had your way with that food and drink, even after those of us who may lick the plate clean… Read the rest of this entry »
Together at last… no, not Tomme and me, but Monks andLost Abbey! So what if Tomme Arthur volunteers to judge the Malt Liquor category at GABF and big deal if he’s been spotted enjoying a bottle of Schlitz (coincidentally an occasional GABF winner…) while chilling with his homies at Lost Abbey’s Friday night tasting room hours. The fact that he can brew a raisiny/oaky/sour something belgian or other one day and a potent, hoppy, balanced IPA the next makes him an outstanding beermeister in my mind.
I’ve only been to two Monk’s gastronomical beer pairings so far but from what I’ve heard, they both rated up there in terms of the best ones to have attended: the Cantillon and Brasserie de la Senne about a year ago, and this Lost Abbey dinner. And since my mouth is watering now just thinking about either of them, I can attest to how great both the food and beer pairings were at each. The fact that they let no glass go empty helps as well!
I remember when I first heard those poetic words by famous lyricist Juvenile: “Girl you look good, won’t you back that ass up?” and I’ve been sashaying in reverse every since. But I was recently stymied by a clear case of tranny (and not the shemale kind) misalignment in the G20. Sure, it’s a B13 tranny (Sentra chassis code) mated to the SR20 (engine in both the Sentra and G20 ) in the P10 (G20 chassis code) specifically swapped in to have the LSD (limited slip diff- applies power to the tire with traction) versus the stock open diff (spins tires in the snow like a mouse in a wheel), but there must be some slight misalignment as it’s busted 2 clutches. Ok, two were crappy knockoffs but this one is OEM and only about 6000 miles old and the pedal is already stiff! Bottom line- it sometimes takes some coaxing to find reverse. Bring on the Flinstone wheels. Doors open each side, myself and David pushing off from the pavement while Cody sits in the passenger seat declaring “good, it finally worked.” No dude, that’s foot power not horse power. Anyways, note to self: pull through spaces
