Hop addiction.
I find myself swooning over those tantalizing little green nuggets night and day. Fridges stocked 24/7 with IPA's of astronomical IBU's...much to the chagrin of my landlord & roommate. Nightly, I dream that I'm swimming nekkid in golden lakes of aromatic bliss (made from hops).
Even my desktop picture is a HD shot of someone's hand holding a luscious looking mountain of Magnum hops.
Is there hope for me?
I find myself swooning over those tantalizing little green nuggets night and day. Fridges stocked 24/7 with IPA's of astronomical IBU's...much to the chagrin of my landlord & roommate. Nightly, I dream that I'm swimming nekkid in golden lakes of aromatic bliss (made from hops).
Even my desktop picture is a HD shot of someone's hand holding a luscious looking mountain of Magnum hops.
Is there hope for me?