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Old Jubilation
Posted by: | CommentsInauguration Day 2009 is an historic day in America.
Our first black president was sworn into office, hope has been flowing abundantly, and never before in our nation’s history have some many people gathered in Washington DC without getting lobbied by Jack Abramoff.
Avery Brewing Company of Boulder, Colorado makes the perfect beer for this occasion: Ale to the Chief.
Perfect, but not currently in my Fridge — drat! (Challenging times, indeed.)
But following Obama’s example, I have decided to be pragmatic — to reach across the aisle and forge a smart compromise — by selecting another Avery brew: Old Jubilation Ale.

Victory HopDevil
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“Please sir, may I have my tongue back now?”
At least that’s what I tried to say.
What came out was more like: “Beethur, bayayave by bungbacow?”
Yet it didn’t matter. The HopDevil just laughed and latched more tightly to my taste buds.
It all started when I pulled a Victory bottle from my shelf. The beer looked like a good choice for the second installment of IPA Monday.
“What a charming little picture!” I thought, my naiveté fixed and my innocence intact for the last time.
Beer Discussion
Posted by: | CommentsJust some quick updates — first, I’m pleased to announce the BeerADay.net discussion forum. You’ll find the link in the header of the main page.
Anyone who has registered a BeerADay.net account is automatically allowed to post and reply to the forum. Your user pics are also automatically pulled through.
I’d like to encourage you to post some of your own beer reviews to the Forum — I’ll be looking there for ideas when I’m ready to restock my beer supply.
Founders Breakfast Stout
Posted by: | CommentsCoffee in the morning. You don’t mess with that. 
Life needs its constants. Coffee in the morning is one of mine. And this morning, Saturday morning, I decided to branch out a bit.
But full disclaimer – my morning coffee came first. That’s the thing about constants. They live up to the name.
It was the chubby little kid on the Founders Brewing Company label for Breakfast Stout that convinced me I would need to drink this beer for breakfast. He’s holding his oatmeal bowl at an angle, to better scrape up the last vestige of hot cereal. Once you get past the creepy gaze, you realize he’s hypnotized with goodness.
I’m shivering and rambling on like a Blithering Idiot.