Of late, the routine has become Saturday Beers, a quiet spot in the afternoon and a nice beer or two. Michelle. Kyle. Me.
Today was just Kyle and yours truly. I had pulled a Founder’s Imperial Stout, and Kyle showed up with a Sam Adams Imperial White. No memo, just a coincidence. Of the two, I thought the White was the better-executed. A fan of Founder’s, I was a little disappointed in the stout. It fell short in every department, and seemed a touch vegetal.
The White, however, was mighty fine. Lotsa body and warming oranges. A sipper, though.