woknblues
Well-Known Member
So I throw this party on Saturday for some of my work friends. I talk up the spread, get everyone excited, etc. BBQ'ed brisket, homebrew and whatnot. People start coming over and I get my Caribbean Punch going to loosen things up (one of sour two of sweet, three of hard, four of weak)... Unfortunately by this time, I am a bit on the tipsy side, someone brought a bottle of something and a few shots were had.
A bunch of them request some homebrew, and I go to get them pints of BM's blonde ale. It seems to come out just a bit dark, but the head is good and I attribute it to the smaller/thicker glassware and the glaze starting to creep over my eyesight.
I give them all their pints and they take some sips, smile politely and filter back to the party. Nobody comes back for seconds.
Today I poured myself one to go with a leftover bbq sandwich and quickly discover that I poured them young Graff.
Three lessons learned. Trust my instincts, label the damn picnic taps, get someone else to pour if I am half cut on punch.
Anyone else screw the pooch this weekend?
A bunch of them request some homebrew, and I go to get them pints of BM's blonde ale. It seems to come out just a bit dark, but the head is good and I attribute it to the smaller/thicker glassware and the glaze starting to creep over my eyesight.
I give them all their pints and they take some sips, smile politely and filter back to the party. Nobody comes back for seconds.
Today I poured myself one to go with a leftover bbq sandwich and quickly discover that I poured them young Graff.
Three lessons learned. Trust my instincts, label the damn picnic taps, get someone else to pour if I am half cut on punch.
Anyone else screw the pooch this weekend?