I’m a sucker for anything with a mythological name involved. Fortunately for me, in the world of beer this kind of dependency is rewarded: Ninkasi, Elysium, and now the Cerberus tripel. There’s a chewiness to this beer, especially on the backwash. It lingers, an almost syrupy bitterness to wage a battle on the tongue against the Belgian sweetness of the style.
I enjoy this beer, but it’s got a slickness to it and an alcohol warmth that shows up in my belly and warns me; only drink one of these.
So I’ll probably be moving on to the next beer after this. It just feels wise.
It’s President’s Day, but this seems only to matter to bankers and lawyers. I’m not sure that this holiday is helping endear them to the rest of the nation, these days. Everyone else I know worked, so maybe it’s a more accurate reflection than we’d like to admit?
Food for thought, I guess. I claim no special knowledge when it comes to America; I just live here and try and see the country for what it is, and what I hope it can be. There are days when I am awestruck by the utter support for what is possible here, and days when I am shamed by our willingness to discard that which we do not understand.
Hm. I’m getting the feeling that I ought to stop here. I’ll start saying things without actually saying anything, because I don’t want to shove my political or social views on anyone, or I’ll just turn into a hardass about what I do say. I mean yes, this is my blog and I can say what I like but I would like to stay on topic. It’s the principle of the thing.
That said; these posts don’t have topics per se, so maybe I ought to loosen up?