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HEY GARD!I just finished off one of these a moment ago:
Brilliant beer, got 5 more in the fridge, they'll get slowly enjoyed over the next few months/year.
I may have told you this story when you visited, but I'll share with the rest of the class.
When I met the missus, her idea of "beer" was a far cry from my own. Her father had worked at the Stroh's brewery in Winston-Salem, NC, and that had...let's say...colored...her understanding of the art that is beer, and the joy of consuming the better examples of this art.
So, early on in our relationship, I hosted a Super Bowl party/TB GTG here at the house, which was well attended by several of our resident beer snobs (hey Ray!). One attendee, a good guy despite the following story, arrived bearing a crock pot of a wonderful chili...and sadly, a 12er of Bud Light. We will attempt to overlook this heinous act, as best we can....however, as he was the only one in attendance that actually consumed said....well...beer isn't quite the correct word....cold bubbly horse pee...yes, that's it...I apologize for my digression...where was I??? Oh yes...
...he was unable to consume all 12 of these...things. So, residing in my fridge afterward were several bottles of this...stuff...which I would steadfastly refuse to even open, much less consume. My wonderful lady, knowing no better, volunteered to "throw herself on the Bud Light grenade", and finished off these.
Fast forward about 18 months, we are now married, and she has been living with me for almost a year...the same individual came to visit for a weekend, to share a booth at a local guitar show...he again purchased a 12er of his usual Bud Light, and placed it in my fridge for the evenings after the guitar show's winding down libations. He did not manage to eliminate all of the bottles from my fridge, and again left them behind, about 4-5 of them.
So, knowing that I would never stoop to the level required to consume this dreck, my lovely bride yet again volunteered to "throw herself on the BL grenade"...
...small problem.
In the intervening months, she had become educated in the ways of the art of the brew, and had begun to develop a palate that knew the good and the bad....and in this case, the horrifically criminal.
She opened a BL.
She took a sip.
She walked to the kitchen sink, and poured the contents of the bottle in the sink.
She walked back to the fridge, removed the remaining bottles, opened these, and emptied them into the sink as well, then rinsed the bottles and placed them in the recycling bin.
My wife is a wonderful, beautiful, and wise woman. Why she is married to me is a mystery, but I am thankful that she is.
when's the next party/gtg thingy? 
I had some of this last week. Not the first time, but I did forget how awesome it is
I was looking for London Porter, but I didn't see it. Oh well, good substitute none the less.
HEY GARD!
He did make up for his transgression with the chili, I will admit. And it *was* fun making fun of him all day and well into the evening too. Sometimes you need comedic relief, yanno?
...I just received one of these from a gentleman, scholar, and fellow enthusiast (also a TBer, Roscoehead, and all around good dude):
And am very excited to try it. A friend of mine here is planning a beer dinner, in which all 5 courses will be both cooked WITH beer (including dessert!), and each course will be paired with a different, complimentary beer....but I dunno if I can hold out that long!
