This evening I spent some quality time with coworkers at a local bar. There are endless reasons I love this new job, including the camaraderie and the willingness to hang out outside work hours. In my prior job, this happened very, very rarely. Even better, the crowd of guys who go out are all mega craft beer fans! Definitely good times, albeit sometimes resulting in unprofessional behavior and discussion (e.g. chatter about my pierced penis this evening). Note: My junk is not pierced and I’m not sure how this falsehood got started.
I behaved myself tonight, keeping my beer-dosage low, however now that I’m home I’m going to review this bomber of Blatant Imperial Stout. This 9% beast should serve as a lovely nightcap. Also, remind me to kick myself tomorrow at 5:30am when the alarm goes off.
This is a decent stout. Nothing to write home about. Malty, fairly bitter from the roasted-ness. Perhaps some caramel. Lots of dark coffee. Meh. Too bad…I have really liked Blatant in the past.