A crazy Friday night here. The wife was out tonight so I had a good excuse to sit on the couch and drink beers. I was able to jump from a few classic movies. I started with the very end of Can't Hardly Wait - I find it a little weird to watch the kid from Vegas Vacation make out with Jennifer Love Hewitt. Then, got to tune in the for end of Mr. Mom, a great 80s movie with Michael Keaton, Martin Mull and Teri Garr. Michael Keaton was at his best back them (Gung Ho, Johnny Dangerously, Mr. Mom, Nightshift, Beetlejuice) - that was 30 years ago! That's f'd up. Watching him fight with the wubbie is classic stuff.
The crappy movie fest continued with The Three Amigos. You'd have thought that Martin Short, Chevy Chase and Steve Martin together could have done better. Maybe it is good (in my defense, I do like it), but it doesn't feel that way. A little stupid. The singing bush is singing right now and the invisible man is about to get shot (accidentally).
Anyway, here are the couple of beer selections from tonight.
Samuel Smith's Taddy Porter (Rating = 3.0)
The crappy movie fest continued with The Three Amigos. You'd have thought that Martin Short, Chevy Chase and Steve Martin together could have done better. Maybe it is good (in my defense, I do like it), but it doesn't feel that way. A little stupid. The singing bush is singing right now and the invisible man is about to get shot (accidentally).
Anyway, here are the couple of beer selections from tonight.
Samuel Smith's Taddy Porter (Rating = 3.0)
From a solid company, they've been making this one since 1979. It is ok, but nothing special. Short review I know - not sure what else to say.
AleSmith Nut Brown Ale (Rating 4.0)
I really liked this one. Nice hops, a bit nutty (of course), but then I realized that it isn't actually on the fricking list. Another wasted beer!
Petrus Aged Pale (Rating 0.5)
OK. What the fuck is this? I tried this one and know that I made a horrendous face. This was disgusting. The book says this is "mildly sour". If this is mild, I can clearly skip the rest of the sour beers. It tastes like cider or lemonade mixed with pee (I have to attribute that quote to my sister in law, but she is right on target). I gave it to Beth to taste and she made a hideous face too - not good. I have been good about these beers (at least from an alcoholics perspective) in that I have attempted and usually succeeded at powering the full beer down. I feel bad wasting beer. This is going to be the exception. I don't think I can drink the full big bottle. 2 sips has been tough. I will try - but this ain't good. Stay away from Petrus.
A closer look at the label has a couple of interesting points. First, they use the word erect, which is funny no matter how it is used (the label says that 15 huge oak vessels have been erected). Secondly, they mention that they hadn't previously sold this version, until the famous beer writer Michael Jackson told them that it was great and they should. I know the MJ has actually written some whiskey books, but now he is a beer expert too? And I can hold him solely responsible for this piss? He sucks. As does this beer. For the record, I've tried a few more swigs - horrible, horrible shit.
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