BEER

[lucimay]

Too much wine gives you a headache the next morning...too much beer just gives you the $%!+$

ever heard of a "wine gut"??????

[Marv]

gout....nasty business.

[sgt.null]

beer drinkers don't move on to sterno. wine drinkers will in an emergency.

[High Lord Tolkien]

I had some Guiness draft bottles with those little foam thingys.
Ummm...WTF?
It's horrible!
I'm stinking to stout I guess.

[sgt.null]

I'm stinking to stout I guess.

i would pass on the cabbage rolls when drinking stout then.

[High Lord Tolkien]

I'm stinking to stout I guess.

i would pass on the cabbage rolls when drinking stout then.

LOL!!!
My spelling is getting worse as time goes on for somereason.

[Cail]

Guinness is a stout.

And it's mother's milk.

[High Lord Tolkien]

Guinness is a stout.

And it's mother's milk.

LOL
Well their bottled draft is horrible.
It's a totally different animal.

And it says on the label to server "extremely cold" (or something like that).
I thought Guinness was supposed to be on the warmer side?

[Cail]

I prefer it on tap (it's actually the only tap beer I like), but if I have it at home, the cans seem to taste better than the bottles.

[sgt.null]

on tap beer is best, but many restaurants only carry crappy on tap beer. Bud, Bud Light, etc.

[Zarathustra]

On tap beer usually IS better (when properly served) because it's not pasteurized like bottles--which must be preserved while the bottles sit on shelves and in storerooms, often in heat and light. But draft beer is usually stored cold, drank quickly, and doesn't need to be pasteurized.

BTW, my most recent batch of homebrew is phenomenal . . . and I haven't even carbonated it yet! I took a hydrometer reading from the primary fermenter--we're talking raw, unfinished beer--and I tasted the sample. It was marvelous, even warm and flat! I can't wait to get this into bottles to condition and carbonate. No pasteurization required because I'm going to drink all five gallons too fast to spoil!

My recipe was an Arrogant Bastard clone. If you've never had this wonderful brew from Stone Brewery, you're missing one of the best American strong ales. This year's batch is unbelievable. It tastes so good, I thought it was homebrewed! (Which explains why I decided to replicate the recipe in my kitchen).

[Mr. Fishfinger]

Draught Guinness in cans or bottles I can take or leave, but good old fashioned non-draught Guinness in a bottle is fine stuff.

Mackeson , Murphy's, Beamish - they all have their qualities but New Quay steam stout is something I shall never forget.

Along with New Quay steam beer of any description. Excuse me, I have to go and drink vast quantities of beer.

[Zarathustra]

Mackeson is fine, but I've moved away from Guinness. It is thin, watery, and sour. I don't really like dry (Irish) stouts. I prefer milk stouts, oatmeal stouts, Russian Imperial stouts.

[High Lord Tolkien]

What's up with plastic beer bottles anyway?
I see them but I don't buy them.

Just read on another forum that pubs in Scotland are banning the use of glassware in favor of plastic.
WTF?

[High Lord Tolkien]

Found this today and thought this was a good place for it:


Hangover Ratings



1 Star Hangover

No pain. No real feeling of illness. You slept in your own bed and when
you woke up there were no traffic cones in there with you.



You are still able to function relatively well on the energy stored up from
all those vodka and Red Bulls.



However, you can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel as parched as the
Sahara.



Even vegetarians are craving a Cheeseburger and a bag of fries.


2 Star Hangover
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have
the attention span and mental capacity of a stapler.

The coffee you hug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your
rumbling gut, which is craving a full English breakfast.



Although you have a nice demeanour about the office, you are costing your
employer valuable money because all you really can handle is some light
filing, followed by aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk e-mails.


3 Star Hangover

Slight headache. Stomach feels crap. You are definitely a space cadet and
not so productive.



Anytime a girl or lad walks by you gag because the perfume/aftershave
reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends
after the bouncer kicked you out at 1:45 am.



Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen
doughnuts and a litre of coke watching daytime TV.



You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a litre
of diet coke yet you haven't peed once.


4 Star Hangover

You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak
too quickly or else you might spew.



Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a
lecture for reeking of booze.



You wore nice clothes, but you smell of socks, and you can't hide the fact
that you (depending on your gender) either missed an oh-so crucial spot
shaving, or, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the
dodgems.



Your teeth have their own individual sweaters. Your eyes look like one big
vein and your hairstyle makes you look like a reject from a second-grade
class circa 1976.



You would give a weeks pay for one of the following - home time, a doughnut
and somewhere to be alone, or a Time Machine so you could go back and NOT
have gone out the night before.



You scare small children in the street just by walking past them.


5 Star Hangover

You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the
employee who sits next to you.

Vodka vapour is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy.



You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing
your teeth.



Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is
suffocating you.



You'd cry but that would take the last drop of moisture left in your body.



Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn't even get mad at you
and your co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so
pathetic.



You should have called in sick because, let's face it, all you can manage
to do is breathe..... very gently.


6 Star Hangover

You arrive home and climb into bed.



Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the
taxi.



You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you up.



You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying
relentlessly around the room.



No matter what you do you now, you're going to chuck.



You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under full
sail.



After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking off
all the pictures, you find the toilet.



If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you
spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your impersonation
of walrus mating calls.



You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in the
world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the walrus
noises, spitting, and farting.



Help usually comes at this stage, even if it is short lived.



Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts.



Help now turns into abuse and he/she usually goes back to bed leaving you
there in the dark.



With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died back
to 15-minute intervals, but your body won't relent.



You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out and
swear that you saw your tonsils shoot out of your mouth on the last
occasion.



It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the day
as you try to climb into bed. She/he abuses you again for trying to get
into bed with lumpy bits of dried vomit in your hair.



You reluctantly accept their advice and have a shower in exchange for them
driving you to the hospital.



Work is simply not an option.



The whole day is spent trying to avoid anything that might make you sick
again, like moving.



You vow never to touch a drop again and who knows for the next two or three
hours at least you might even succeed.

[Prebe]

Good one HLT!

[Zarathustra]

I haven't heard about the plastic bottles trend. But I don't really see a problem. I never drink out of a bottle anyway--appropriate glassware is must! Each style requires its own glass.

Many homebrewers will bottle some of their brew in plastic 2-liters for convient transportation. I've thought of doing this for camping trips.

Funny hangover stuff. I don't get hangovers much anymore, myself. When I get too drunk to taste my beer, I'm wasting it. After spending many hours devising a recipe, collecting ingredients, brewing it, bottling it, aging it, etc., I don't want to waste a single drop!

[Avatar]

Just read on another forum that pubs in Scotland are banning the use of glassware in favor of plastic.
WTF?

Ah, you are obviously unacquainted with the usual Scottish, (or British for that matter), mind-set. After a few pints too many, your bottle, or your pint glass, suddenly becomes the ideal tool for silencing the annoying loud bloke on your right.

They call it "glassing" and the sight of somebodies face after somebody else smashes a pint glass into it is not a pretty one.

Plastic glasses on the other hand, do much less damage.

--A

[High Lord Tolkien]

You know, that was actually the reason given for the change but I thought it was just an overreaction to a few isolated incidents.
Wow.
"glassing"

[Avatar]

'Fraid not...it's not an infrequent occurrence, especially in the rougher areas.

One of the bouncers in a pub/club that I worked in in London had most of the end of his nose cut off right in front of me by some over-enthusiastic drunk with a glass bottle.

--A