Attended the annual Keg Liquors Fest of Ale over the weekend and drank my weight in beer — and then some. Which explains why I can’t button my pants.
Tried a lot of new beers (new to me) and several familiar favorites.
A couple badass beers I recall were Sun King’s Cherry Busey, which I kept accidentally referring to Cherry Garcia; Redd’s Blueberry Ale; Oberon, of course; and I spent a good 45 minutes up with the cider and wine folks, which is where my memory got fuzzy.
Beer. It’s what’s for breakfast.