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The trip home (guest blogger)

The owner was very tired after two days at the expo, so it was time to head home. On the way though, there was time to meet Fuz in Tacoma, who apparently was very disappointed that he was not mentioned sooner. You humans are so impatient!

While he’s still relatively new to Tacoma, he was able to show us a couple great places; Flippin’ Out Burger for the burger needs, Tacoma Boys for the shopping needs-some excellent bottled beers were on sale there-and finally, the Parkway, where we got down to the actual sipping of a beer.

A low-key place, the Parkway had a broad selection of beers on tap with a pretty strong variety of seasonal beers-lots of saisons and IPAs-without neglecting the tastes of people who aren’t as fond of those styles. Televisions were at kitty-corners of the bar, so if you didn’t want to pay attention to it you didn’t have to. A nice setup for people who may just be coming to sit and relax.

I didn’t get any pictures of me and the owner didn’t take any notes on his beer. Silly person. However, there’s a neat-ish shot of the ceiling where taps were screwed into the rafters.

PAX day 2 (guest blogger)

9lb porter. Check it out it went well with blu cheese burger. Not too heavy but smooth and delish.
Smith tower pic.
Rock bottom belgian wit. Big nose of grains of paradise? And corriander. There is a start of dryness the finish but it doesn’t follow througH
Conversely the ipa is saved by a sudden strong malt presence. Strong nose but it’s more a pale.
It’s too bad nerds don’t dance because this is perfect club music.
Even the geeks want to propose big.

On Saturday, the owner and I went to the Cyclops cafe for some lunch. We had the 9lb porter from Georgetown brewing. This was a fantastic porter. Not too heavy but smooth and delish. Strong enough to hold up its own but light enough to go with food. It matched up against the blu cheese burger quite well.

Then came a very long day at PAX. I had to avoid the swine flu! I tell you, it’s long hard work avoiding viruses and having to endure a seemingly unending string of people play ‘You Give Love A Bad Name’ on Rock Band. I’m sorry, but if that Bon isn’t followed by Scott, you just know it’s gonna suck.

Next came a brief off-site event, put on by the makers of Magic the Gathering. I was surrounded by geeks! Geeks who had to force their way through an impossibly crowded club in order to play some silly game. Dear makers of Magic; they had to play a game to get in and they’re there because they love your game, how about letting them relax and have a drink instead of making them push and shove through another game in order to get something cool? They’re all going to salivate over the new cards; let them! I was smooshed everywhere I went! Fortunately the owner needed dinner, so it was time to go.

As we walked back towards the convention, we came cross a Rock Bottom. Huzza, food and drink! Their opening salvo was a belgian wit. Big nose of grains of paradise and corriander in this one. The finish starts off dry but it doesn’t follow through, and soon there’s nothing left. Overall, I felt this beer was just a little thin in the body to really hold up well.

Conversely the ipa is saved by a sudden strong malt presence. Strong nose but it’s more a pale, with very little bitterness at the end. The malt sweetness set the hoppy nose off well though, and made for a very drinkable brew.

My weekend at PAX (guest blogger)

We met, the owner and I, at the Tap House Grill in downtown Seattle on the advice from Bill, who’d been there recently.  The food was decent enough, but the first thing I ordered was a seasonal sampler. And I got, among other tastes, Terminal Gravity.

Terminal Gravity is not a beer produced seasonally and all of my selections were like this. The beers weren’t bad but they didn’t feel very representational, especially considering the possible options! So instead here’s a photo of me with a headband.

(The company, however, was excellent and that’s always a good way to start off your trip.)

For dinner, the owner and I went to the Elysium pub. I’m told he always tried to make it there when he goes to Seattle as they have excellent beer that cannot be found in Portland.

We started off with the Bête Noel which looked like a cloudy amber. In addition to malts turbinado sugar was added and I found it to be oddly sweet-but it all made sense when I read it was brewed with Belgian golden ale yeast. Not cloying but I think the dark malts are keeping it in check.

I really liked the Bye Bye Frost; it was malty and hot, but I was surprised by the bitter finish. The description said it was dry hopped wit Amarillo but I couldn’t detect it in the nose at all. The drawback is that the Bye Bye does not play nice with food. Much to overpowering for the sandwich the owner was eating.

Finally we had the Reunion 09; a damn fine wheat beer. Coriander all over the nose but it’s gently tart finish played as an addition to dinner. The Reunion smelled like something old, faraway. The hat you found in the back of the closet at 10. Maybe this is the appeal of wheat beers. They take us back to the camaraderie of long working days (not that there are short ones) and an honest beer among friends.

Kratos part of the floating imagery behind the bar. Videogames have seeped into everything.
Tomorrow the cyclops maybe?
Yow the bye bye frost is malty and hot. Sackboy likes this one. I’m surprised by the bitter finish. Says it’s dry hopped w Amarillo but I can’t detect it. Does not play nice with food.
Reunion 09 is a damn fine wheat beer. Coriander is all over the nose. A fine addition to my dinner. Smells like something old, faraway. The hat I found in the closet at 10. Maybe this is the appeal of wheat beers. They take us back to the camaraderie of long days and an honest beer amongnfriends. Slightly tart finish, but not in a vile way.Noel at Elysium. Cloudy amber? At least visually. In addition to malts turbinado sugar added. It’s oddly sweet-but it all makes sense when I see it was brewed with Belgian golden ale yeast. Not cloying but I think the darkmalts are keeping it in check. Pic
Kratos part of the floating imagery behind the bar. Videogames have seeped into everything.
Tomorrow the cyclops maybe?
Yow the bye bye frost is malty and hot. Sackboy likes this one. I’m surprised by the bitter finish. Says it’s dry hopped w Amarillo but I can’t detect it. Does not play nice with food.
Reunion 09 is a damn fine wheat beer. Coriander is all over the nose. A fine addition to my dinner. Smells like something old, faraway. The hat I found in the closet at 10. Maybe this is the appeal of wheat beers. They take us back to the camaraderie of long days and an honest beer amongnfriends. Slightly tart finish, but not in a vile way.Bête Noel at Elysium. Cloudy amber? At least visually. In addition to malts turbinado sugar added. It’s oddly sweet-but it all makes sense when I see it was brewed with Belgian golden ale yeast. Not cloying but I think the darkmalts are keeping it in check. Pic
Kratos part of the floating imagery behind the bar. Videogames have seeped into everything.
Tomorrow the cyclops maybe?
Yow the bye bye frost is malty and hot. Sackboy likes this one. I’m surprised by the bitter finish. Says it’s dry hopped w Amarillo but I can’t detect it. Does not play nice with food.
Reunion 09 is a damn fine wheat beer. Coriander is all over the nose. A fine addition to my dinner. Smells like something old, faraway. The hat I found in the closet at 10. Maybe this is the appeal of wheat beers. They take us back to the camaraderie of long days and an honest beer amongnfriends. Slightly tart finish, but not in a vile way.

52 Weeks 42: Klamath Basin Cabin Fever (Guest Blogger)

Hi everyone! I’m a Sackperson. I say person because my silly owner hasn’t decided if I’m a boy or a girl. It seems like it should be obvious, but he doesn’t know, and I certainly don’t feel like telling him. Perhaps you have a suggestion? 

He’s taken to calling me Yo-Yo, because he carried me in his backpack all weekend at PAX just like Yoda, but that may not even be my name for Pete’s sake!  However, everything needs to be called something, so I suppose this will do for now. Maybe you have a better suggestion?

On the way here today, I was listening to Anthrax (don’t blame me, I needed a ride. My legs are too short to reach the pedals of the car!) and there was a line from ‘Stealing From A Thief’: 
“As a kid I played make-believe, as a man I play make-believe
As a kid I did anything, as a man I do anything”

I have to say, I like that line. The music is awfully loud for a Sackperson but my owner seems to love it, so I suppose I’ll get used to it.  But I like the line a lot. It’s good to remember that the world has possibilities, instead of just limits. 

Now let me tell you, as the guest blogger for the week I’ll mostly be recounting the tales from last weekend. My owner says it’s dangerous out there for a lonely sackperson and he can’t take me everywhere. My neck seems to be a little fragile and I don’t play well with liquids most of the time. So if I speak in the past tense, it’s not because I’m dead. I’m safe at home. But I had quite an adventure and this week is the time to tell you all about it!

Let me pause for just a moment though and tell you about this stout. That’s why you’re here of course and my owner is giving me very stern looks that say I shouldn’t dawdle or pause too much. You want to know if this stout is good. 

It is.

Now, let’s talk about–I have to do more? Really?

Why is that? Why can’t I tell you that it’s good, and you should try it? There are people to meet, and an entire evening to enjoy. Can’t you just take my word for it? 

You can? 

Why, excellent! Silly owner, all worried about what everyone will think or say. Sit, enjoy your beer. Tell me a story. Sackpeople LOVE stories. Perhaps not as much as we love jumping and grabbing, swinging to platforms over fiery pits, being dressed in weird costumes; like ones with lion’s heads with frilly neckpieces and coattails with green goggles and vampire teeth and orange boots, but we still love stories!  So come and sit down. Let me enjoy your company. After all, I only have a week.