That was indeed the last pour of my cream ale. And after about two swigs I brought it into the kitchen to make my lunch for tomorrow. My beautiful cat Margaret spilled the last glass of it everywhere. So until next time, cream ale.View attachment 775550I think my last HB cream ale while watching a barbed wire match
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Fat Tire. Meanwhile, this is going on on the neighbors porch...
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HB Saison aged on Spanish Cedar. Yum.
We took Morris in as a stray. He came up to me and rubbed up against me as I was working in our yard. I instantly knew he couldn't survive as a stray. Because we had three other cats at the time, we let my parents keep him for 2 months until we knew he didn't have feline leukemia. My dad said he is the world's best cat. After caring for my sister's cats, he said he was glad she never had kids because we would be visiting them in prison now if she had ROFL.My girlie says Morris is a dish.....
Same beer, but done bottling. On the left is a gallon of local, as in a couple miles away, traditional and the right is a buckwheat Acerglyn. Shew that buckwheat honey will give any funky beer a run for it’s money. Straight up horse barn funk. It’s awesome!View attachment 775551