If there are any beer connoisseurs in Bloggy Land, you will appreciate my husband's latest and greatest...or at least you will appreciate my reaction. Our telephone conversation was as follows.
Hubby: Baby, how long has that beer been in the refrigerator?
Me: I just bought it, why?
Hubby: So, it was bad when you bought it?
Hubby: Well, it must have gone bad in the fridge. I started pouring them out, but then I thought you might want to call the store.
Me: I just had one last night, what's wrong with them?
Hubby: Oh, they're spoiled.
Hubby: Yeah, really bitter and gross.
Me: It's an IPA, it's supposed to be bitter! Don't pour anything else out!!!
Hubby: It is supposed to taste like that?
Me: Yep, not to worry, I'll stop on my way home and pick up a twelve pack of Miller Lite in the can just for you.
Hubby: *said very sincerely* Thanks.
Fuck your Foggy magic.
2 days ago