Easter passed. I can drink beer now. But of all the beer on Earth I can now drink, which should it be?
This is my review of Guinness Milk Stout.
Yes you read that correctly, milk stout. One of the first things I discovered in Ireland was Guinness makes an entire line of beer for sale all over Ireland. The actual first thing I discovered? Not every toll booth on the M50 has a human working in it, so should you find yourself confused by road signs in English and Gaelic, and at a toll without a human…have exact change. The second thing I discovered? Not a single Dubliner honked waiting for my wife to dismount and walk over to a booth that could give us change for €20. None. They didn’t care.
WTF does that say?
As far as others I got a chance to sample…
O’hara’s leann folláin (left). No idea how that is pronounced and I am glad I found this one. I got it at a supermarket in Clontarf near the hotel I was staying at. They do make a barrel age version, but since I don’t recommend paying Irish taxes I went with this one. Traditional Irish dry stout, like Guinness but overall has a more complex maltiness. Seems to be made with more regard; I highly recommend. 4.2/5
(right)Next stop was in Killarney where I spent the next couple of days. I found this at a local pub where I discovered they play a version of soccer with their hands. This was pretty solid, but not anything to write home about. Killarney Irish Red. 3/5.
Hop House 13. Made by Guinness. This is pretty much everywhere in Ireland, and they do a good job of making sure you are aware it exists. Ever had Spitfire? Its like that. Apparently everything Guinness makes is made with their coveted in-house yeast, which makes for a lager that is mostly confused given that Guinness is an ale. Its a translager. 2.5/5
Later I moved up to the North where I had the aforementioned Carlsberg Unfiltered. Belfast is pretty cool, but not surprisingly struck me as a rough town.
Finally, returned to Dublin where I picked up a couple of stouts at the airport because exchanging Euro to Dollars sucks. I just didn’t think the Czech girl was going to open it for me at 0745. If this brings to mind their infamous foreign export stout, this lives up to the hype. Guinness West Indies Porter 4.7/5
Which meant I was saving the milk stout for when I got back home. I wish the Czech girl at the airport opened this to be honest but it’s still pretty good. Sweeter than regular Guinness and doesn’t hide behind a mountain of nitrogen fueled foam. Guinness Milk Stout: 4/5
I was just thinking I should grab a beer and smoke some meat.
“Guinness West Indies Porter”
I’m a fan of Guinness Stout, but I didn’t know this existed. It sounds like something I’d drink, particularly in the winter.
When we stopped in Dublin for refueling on our way to the middle east there were a line of Guinness stands at the gates. A fresh stout from a keg, hell yeah. It tasted nothing like Guinness in the US. It was more crisp. The O’Hara’s sounds interesting.
Bastard. We got Shannon and there was shit open. And leadership was a bunch of tighty wightys that wouldn’t have allowed drinking en route anyways.
I got a pint at the Shannon airport.
Also, I killed an 8-pack of pint cans prior to the trip and after 3-4 pints a day for a week I couldnt tell a difference.
I like Guinness Blonde.
I like blondes that give me Guinness.
All of the beers sound good, but I’d like to hear more about the Czech girl.
I’d like to see more of the Czech girl. I don’t hear too well but I can still see…
Found one
Beer spa in Prague.
https://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/10/26/1414333007958_wps_23_Pictured_Beer_loving_girl.jpg
This place claims to be the original.
Story covering more beer spas.
*books flight*
*Copies RC Dean’s travel info*
Prague is a good city to visit. Just watch out for pickpockets. Unfortunately, the Prague Beer Festival for 2019 has been cancelled.
OT: What’s the point of getting worked up over every incident like this?
https://www.thecollegefix.com/keynote-speaker-at-harvard-diversity-conference-says-christians-should-be-locked-up/
Racists have always existed and will always exist. Humans are tribal by nature, this guy just happens to hate his own tribe; likely because he hates himself.
we must get comfortable being uncomfortable
Wouldn’t that mean we’re not uncomfortable any more? Isn’t the point of this to make Certain People (yeah, I’m looking at you, wypipo) perpetually incomfortable?
we must get comfortable being uncomfortable
“Agents, if you are assigned to a sanctuary city, you will encounter people who are . . . confused. We thought we’d give you a look at one in a controlled environment. Please, don’t make any loud noises or sudden moves; these people are very fragile, mentally, and we don’t want to cause this one any unnecessary stress.”
You may now return to your safe-spaces.
Have some more college insanity.
And yes, it revolves around “diversity”.
“commitment to “equity” and “inclusion” ”
But fuck Christian, straight, white, males (or any combination theteof.).
“Faculty at Harvard’s School of Engineering and Applied Sciences were recently required to submit reports detailing their actions in support of “diversity, inclusion and belonging.”
Can I count how many times I took a Negro to lunch?
That isnt tribalism. You cant have westerners destroying western civilization unless you teach them to hate it. That is cultural marxism or as it is known more commonly: progressivism.
“Tim Wise, an “anti-racism writer, educator and activist,” has denigrated Christians as “Jeezoids” and fascists and called Pope Francis evil. He has tweeted that “people who believe in a God of hell/damnation deserve to be mocked viciously and run out of the public square.””
Now do Islam.
But the left isn’t antisemitic at all.
Wait, so Trump isn’t anti-Semitic now? I has confused.
Well, Fosberg can get comfortable fucking off.
Its a translager.
Bravo, sharpshooter.
That one made me chuckle, too.
Guiness is meh. One to start the evening is nice with a plate of fish and chips to soak up the hard alcohol that’s coming down the gullet later. Went out with an old friend tonight and ran into some millennials from the US sitting at the bar next to us. Idiots used the term “mansplaining” in a non ironic way and I called them out on it. “You can’t judge an individual based on your perception of a group.” To me it was simple, but to these idiot millennials from the states it was an alien concept. Eventually, they resorted to the old, “You talk too much” and I’m positive I let them talk a helluva lot more than I did. There must be some psychological phenomenon where people can’t judge how long people talk if they disagree with them. Got to think about it on my pleasant 2 hour walk home tonight.
There must be some psychological phenomenon where people can’t judge how long people talk if they disagree with them.
Well, they have to actively suppress any sensory input from that person, which is a lot of work, and would distort their (subjective) perception of how long the wrongthinker deplorable is talking.
I’ve actually timed it before. Had some proggie friends in the past that would accuse me of hogging the conversation. One night at the bar, I timed the entire conversation at the bar and asked them if they thought I talked more than them. They said I had talked at least twice as much. Timer said NO! I had talked less than half as much. Showed them the timer and they were offended. “You timed us secretly!” You really can’t win.
They just want to have a conversation.
Where conversation is defined as “We lecture you and you shut the fuck up and listen.”
Probably because you were saying things they aren’t used to hearing. They couldn’t just zone out and go with the flow, they had to pay attention, so it felt like you talked longer.
One of the hallmarks of Newspeak is the ability to drone at length on autopilot and without actually saying anything substantive.
O’hara’s leann folláin.
I covet that. Why the Hell can’t anyone import good beer into North America? Why is it ten thousand variations on a shitty Pilsner or lager or (worse) Yet Another high-IBU IPA?
Well, we do get Cantillon, Fantome, Chimay, and several others. I do see some of the O’hara’s beers around here, generally the stout only though. I do have two of their Curim glasses from when they first came to the state back in the 90’s. I haven’t seen the beer in at least 15 years.
OT, but good: Politico‘s crapping their pants over The Intercept‘s scrutiny of the Left and Democrat candidates.
Left-splainer media outlet is “notable for its internal dysfunction” – unpossible!
I’m drinking a Guinness right now, waiting on an order of fish tacos.
“You can’t judge an individual based on your perception of a group.”
No wonder you got kicked out of America.
I’m drinking a Guinness right now, waiting on an order of fish tacos.</em.
Sounds good.
A glorious spring day in Idaho.
https://www.amazon.com/photos/shared/9_zwdGcgRXy6FBNtKBT_lA.H6s2INM8nObgYs3q4vcuGb
Gorgeous.
Nice!
I’m enjoying 70 and sunny here in Northern VA. We did the garage sale circuit this morning and scored a patio set for $40. Just needs one more cushion.
Lawn darts?
Fun fact- I still have a OG set of real JARTS, with the weighted, pointy, tip
Relevant
It was bright and sunny this morning. Then I got sleeted on. Then a north wind picked up and the temperature fell to the mid-40s. Now it’s pretty nice again.
Excellent.
It was a rainy start to the day here, and it has been windy and cloudy all afternoon.
Its almost like it’s your own private idaho.
Your sky is a lot bluer than mine, spud.
Blonde? Check. Czech? Check
*staggers to bunk*
Not bad.
Catch-22 is coming to Hulu as a series with George Clooney, Hugh Laurie, and a bunch of people I don’t recognize.
Yeah, I don’t recognize ’em either. But that’s okay. New blood, and all that . . .
Currently sipping on a FunkWerks Tropic King saison, with some carnitas cooking up for dinner.
I had some bourbon in my tea this morning, and this afternoon I made myself some boozy coffee.
I restocked my hard liquor. Teeling’s single malt, Laphroaig 10 year old, Kahlua, Jameson’s, Bailey’s. I am a bit low on Gosling’s Old Rum, but the local NH liquor store doesn’t have any. I am low on Pennsylvania White Tail bourbon, but I can’t restock that until I head to PA on my road trip. I have some Hennessey Black, Boulard Calvados, and some Kirschwasser which brought back from Germany. I’m well stocked on hard liquor.
I have finally drunk all my wine and mead. The last bottle of wine was a bottle I brought back from Canada two years ago. I recommend any booze maker in PEI as I have not had bad booze from any of them. The only beer I have is some beer in my cabinet that I’m aging/sitting on. I have plenty of room to bring back stuff from my road trip.
I had a shitty week at work (but I’m counting down the days to my transfer, thankfully) so I treated myself to a bottle of Glenfidditch 15-year, which is a bit above my max price point for booze. I only had one glass last night and I was extremely tired so I didn’t get a good sense of it, but I’ll do some more “analysis” tonight and report back.
I drink that all the time. It’s good enough, but the 18 is excellent.
I’ve had Glenfidditch 12 year, which was good.
Not as peaty as I like, but I wouldn’t say no…
I’ve got a fridge stocked with Oberon and Benjamin Danklin (IPA from Fat Head’s), my fully stocked bar, and some new Tiki mugs to break in (image is NSFW).
I like Oberon.
Those mugs are nice.
That second mug it took me a couple of days to notice the girl has four arms. 🙂
They’ve got some other ones as well, I may have to pick up some more next year at Viva Las Vegas.
Just had some enchiladas, now, on to
Tall Cans! Of Cobra, cheers!
I did see the milk stout at the store, some commemorative bo5le thing,
We have a new outfit here in Denver that is supposedly using vats and equipment over a hundred years old, stuff they purchased and shipped over from Bavaria. I don’t know if it’s true, but they’ve produced a nice pils. Prost is the name of the brewery.
My other major mission for this weekend at home involved a trip to Bass Pro Shops, where loyal sidekick Rat and I dropped about a grand on a 12×12 canvas wall tent with a husky flat-top wood stove. No more freezing our asses off at night during elk season.
Nice! On both topics.
The deer stand tent sounds nice, but I’m surprised that deer wouldn’t find wood burning scents off putting?
Euphemism?
Brokeback Elk Hunting…..
Not a stand tent, a sleeping tent. When I was a young fella I could sleep comfortably under almost any conditions, but now that I’m pushing the big Six-Oh, I need to be at least reasonably warm and comfortable to pass a restful night.
We generally camp a good ways away from our actual hunting areas.
Prost is good stuff. It was the last stop on a pub crawl for a friend’s bachelor party last year. His pile of vomit around the back of the building was so large that I’m guessing it’s probably still there.
My shitty Rapids (bottom team in the league) are playing the almost as shitty Atlanta (bottom of the East).
Let’s see who can out shit each other.
Well, to be fair, it’s a shitty sport to begin with. I’m guessing an exciting 1-0 overtime outcome.
Dodgeball?
“shitty sport”
Say it ain’t so Ms. Splosives! You’re one of my favorites!
Also:
https://glibertarians.com/2019/03/qs-brain-toilet-episode-2/
See vignette #3.
Thank you for the link. I hadn’t seen that before. Yeah, I kid about the sports—I like baseball so I really don’t have a leg to stand on regarding pacing.
I actually appreciated soccer much more once I became a hockey fan. Made more sense.
Also, vignette 2 is going to lead to a little internet searching…
So, it’s two teams-one cup?
My DC won earlier this week. Hopefully Richmond (USL) wins tonight.
And currently watching the Philly/Vancouver game. It’s been pretty good.
Hey YUFUS!
I too just made enchiladas
And sippin on my 3rd double-deuce. TALL CANS !
better LINK
Sup Tres! I’m writing an AC tune up article, and I tried speech to text, it reads like Agile Cyborg, I might keep it unedited,
Tall Cans!
Then the compressor spluges freon into the giant anus that is the condensor. The orifice tube is all raised up and pouty. The evaporator finally cools it down before it blow it’s cosmic load through each gap in the tubes.
How am I doing? Did I forget to check the thermostat?
Enchiladas with… FLOUR… tortillas?? I… I.. can’t … (faints)
Enchiladas.
mince up some garlic and shove the pieces into some chicken breasts. Quarter up a bunch of limes. Squirt the limes on the chicken as you GRILL them over open fire. Sprinkle some ground cayenne pepper on both sides as they cook. Make sure there’s some charred spots on them too.
Grate up some medium cheddar and an equal amount of monterey jack cheese. Mix in some sliced black olives and sliced green onions. That’s the cheese mix.
Use spicy enchilada sauce from Rosarita or something. Making it from scratch is too much work and won’t make enough of a difference.
Warm the CORN tortillas on a bare burner on the stove. Again, a little bit of charring is good.
paint the inside with some sauce and then add meat and cheese. Roll ’em up and stack them in a baking pan until it’s full. Slather sauce on top, too much is almost enough. Then cover all that with the rest of the cheese mix. Bake it for about 20-30 minutes and you have some excellent enchiladas. You’re welcome.
Heat oil to saute corn tortillas
When the oil is ready brush tortillas thru to make them soft. Add ground beef or (my favorite) cheese. Add to plate and either spread with carne asada or cheese.
Repeat as necessary.
Cover with red or green chile sausce. Fried egg is necessary for the true experience.
“if there is an animal anywhere, there is a house cat who has slapped the shit out of it. the sea is no exception”
https://twitter.com/TheDreamGhoul/status/1121926645215047680
I just lost a cat that was the killingest animal I’ve ever seen.
At one point she was bringing in birds two a day for a couple of months and then stopped. Maybe a month later, it’s Thanksgiving and my wife is carrying her when she checks the turkey. The cat, Sophie, scrambles loose and runs outside as soon as the oven door opens and she got a look at the bird. She’s gone maybe 5 minutes and comes back in with a sparrow in her jaws. It was badassed.
We had a cat who once chased a pitbull out of our yard. When she got older, she got cancer in her leg and the vet had to amputate it. She hopped around on three legs for the rest of her life. Still, when we got the dog, she took ZERO shit from her. A tough-as-leather badass bitch ’till the day she died, but also loved being held in your lap and cuddled.
RIP Samantha.