See? I'm still here. And I actually have something relevant to post on this most sacred of holidays, Cinco de Mayo!
Leave it to American ingenuity to celebrate another country's "holiday" (Cinco de Mayo has about as much significance to Mexicans as the Battle of New Orleans does for us... 1000 cool points to the first person to tell me what the Battle of New Orleans is) by drinking.
Ah, Mexican beer, such fabulous, well-crafted names such as... um... well...
Right. Name a craft Mexican beer. The best that come to my mind are Negra Modelo and Bohemia... both darker beers with some substance. No need for a lime in those, right?
But... why the lime in the first place? We have an answer! And it's not too appealing...
Just as Jesus resuscitated Lazarus, lime resuscitates Corona's skunky dead body.
So... yeah. Do you really want to drink old, stale beer that's been masked with lime? I hope the answer's no. However, I will admit that on a hot, 95 degree day in the middle of summer, nothing sounds better than an ice cold beer. To this I say drink Pacifico. Yes, it's made by the same company as Corona (Grupo Modelo, who also makes Negra Modelo), and for the most part it tastes exactly the same... but the one difference? IT COMES IN A BROWN BOTTLE! That is, it won't get skunked anywhere near as quickly as Corona.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Day One Hundred Fifteen
I'm going to hit the pause button on this blog for the time being... I'll still update, but it won't be a daily ritual, and I'll still count to 365. Other items have come up (surprisingly, one of them is not Wii) and I feel I must tackle other challenges involving the written (typed) word at this time. In addition, when I actually have something interesting to say, I can create a post around that instead of the three-line cop-outs that have become more and more frequent.
Alternatively, if you want to review something (or want me to review something), feel free to post it in the comments section.
Alternatively, if you want to review something (or want me to review something), feel free to post it in the comments section.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Day One Hundred Fourteen
Happy Newman Day!
Not that I'm actually partaking in the rituals, but it's still nice to know that today's the day.
This actually reminds me of a theory I came up with a few years ago... what would happen if you shoot one ounce (for simplicity's sake, let's call an ounce a shot) of good vodka every hour, on the hour, for 24 hours... how drunk would it make you? Pending that you continue to live your life as normal, you can drink water, but every hour you need to take a shot. Would it all build up in your system and you'd get wasted or would you feel nothing due to your body metabolizing and burning off an average of one ounce of alcohol per hour? Discuss!
Personally I think you wouldn't feel anything.
Not that I'm actually partaking in the rituals, but it's still nice to know that today's the day.
This actually reminds me of a theory I came up with a few years ago... what would happen if you shoot one ounce (for simplicity's sake, let's call an ounce a shot) of good vodka every hour, on the hour, for 24 hours... how drunk would it make you? Pending that you continue to live your life as normal, you can drink water, but every hour you need to take a shot. Would it all build up in your system and you'd get wasted or would you feel nothing due to your body metabolizing and burning off an average of one ounce of alcohol per hour? Discuss!
Personally I think you wouldn't feel anything.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Day One Hundred Thirteen
Watched The Big Lebowski tonight... always a good movie. How apropos that the first mixed drink recipe/review in this blog will be a White Russian?
It's not necessarily something I'd order at a bar (or even make at home that often), but in the spirit of the movie, why not?
One slight problem though... Crotchy ordered chocolate milk from a dairy and we only have that in the fridge... no white milk. But hey, let's go with it. Call it a Brown Russian.
So, in a highball glass, mix two parts vodka with one part Kahlua and fill with (chocolate) milk (or cream if you so desire). The chocolate milk definitely gives it more of a chocolate flavor and subdues the coffee.
The Dude would abide.
Oh, and if you're wondering about the massive lack of photos lately, Crotchy's camera's battery is out of juice and we can't find the charger... and my camera's dead as well. Expect the photos when we find the charger... or the buildup of empty bottles becomes too much and we toss them all and we end up with stock photos.
It's not necessarily something I'd order at a bar (or even make at home that often), but in the spirit of the movie, why not?
One slight problem though... Crotchy ordered chocolate milk from a dairy and we only have that in the fridge... no white milk. But hey, let's go with it. Call it a Brown Russian.
So, in a highball glass, mix two parts vodka with one part Kahlua and fill with (chocolate) milk (or cream if you so desire). The chocolate milk definitely gives it more of a chocolate flavor and subdues the coffee.
The Dude would abide.
Oh, and if you're wondering about the massive lack of photos lately, Crotchy's camera's battery is out of juice and we can't find the charger... and my camera's dead as well. Expect the photos when we find the charger... or the buildup of empty bottles becomes too much and we toss them all and we end up with stock photos.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Day One Hundred Twelve
Welcome back. Here we have a Heater Allen Pils, a Czech Pilsner from just south of Portland, Oregon.
A medium gold color... not much head to speak of. Fairly muted aromas, but malt, honey, grass, and spice come out. A spicy/hoppy, grassy finish. A really nice session beer and definitely in my top five choices for Pilsners.
And now... sheep pigs.
A medium gold color... not much head to speak of. Fairly muted aromas, but malt, honey, grass, and spice come out. A spicy/hoppy, grassy finish. A really nice session beer and definitely in my top five choices for Pilsners.
And now... sheep pigs.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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