So far I’ve been having a pretty lame beer week. It started off ok, going over to Kat & Scott’s to help them finish off the Surly keg from their party on Saturday, however once we got over there we found out that in fact the keg was already nearly gone. I think there were about 4 pints left in it so once we made good and sure it was empty we began helping them with their overabundance of bottles. For a Monday night I think we did pretty well however they still have quite a few left. Scott’s going to have to shift into overdrive if he really wants to get the fridge cleaned out.
By Wednesday I’d only managed to kill the growler of GOP from Great Waters that we took and opened at their place on Saturday night. It was pretty flat by the end but still had a nice flavor. Hopefully this is as close as I’ll get to the political scene.
Last night I finally got around to opening a bottle from Curt, a French Country Ale called St. Amand from Brasserie Castelain in where else? France. Curt, if you’re reading this, it didn’t take me so long to open it because I wasn’t looking forward to trying it, but being a 750 I wanted to do it when I could share it with someone (besides Cleo). It turned out to be a very drinkable beer, appropriately compared by Mag to a table wine.
So now it’s Friday and I’m starting the weekend off easy with a Summit Pilsner, courtesy of our non-drinking friend Lars who inadvertently acquired it through a fundraising auction. There’s too many possibilities of what the weekend might be to really speculate. All I know is I’m glad it’s the weekend.