not kosher, but...

on a hot day, this is my new favorite thing to drink. i understand it's not an authentic chelada, but honestly, i could care less. it's tomato-y, salty, beery and delicious. i'm having one right now, if you must know the truth.

beer!

note to self: the wine guy at work might be super cute, totally knowledgeable about wine (but in love with beer, and it shows), and treat you to his room of mark-downs before they hit the store, but he is dangerous. he will send you home with delicious beers and ales that are high in alcohol content, smooth to the palate, and not very expensive. he will stand there being all cute and funny and charming, but he will be married. he will offer you bottles of his homebrew, and then tell you about his adorable daughter. in short, he will be frustrating and wonderful, and you'll be at home getting tipsy on his beer thinking "are there more boys like him out there?" and "what the hell? how do find one?"

tonight's beer is Konings Hoeven Quadrupel; a trappist ale made in the netherlands. it's pretty much the only trappist ale not made in belgium. it's dark and silky, with notes of caramel and cherry fruit, a slight sweetness at the end. it's a full, round taste. most beers with a ten percent alcohol rating will taste like 10% booze, but this one is impossibly drinkable. more about it here, and here.

this is an alcohol related post

lucky you! my co-worker J talked all day about la folie, a very rare beer from the new belgium brewery. he talked about it so much, and with such passion that i went to a liquor store way out of my way the other night to buy a bottle. what he neglected to tell me is that it is a very sour beer. it's good, but i have to admit when i tried it for the first time i was not impressed. he had told me, however, that it was a bit of an aquired taste, and when i admitted i didn't think i liked it he told me to wait a day and try it again. while i don't think it will ever be my favorite new beligium brew (that honor goes to frambozen), it was a very interested thing to drink. you can only get it at the brewery, and about three liquor stores in town. i kind of want to send it to friends so they can try it, but sending beer through the mail is tricky.

also tonight i watched snl and while drinking some amaretto (one of my favorite fall drinks) and decided that i love love love gerald from my chemical romance's new blond hair. it's wrong, i know, but i can't help myself. my love of creepy boys in eye makeup goes back to my first crush ever, david bowie. gerald is entirely too young for me to actually make out with, but i admit i love the band's giant-emo-symphony sound, the theatrics, and the way he reminds me of billy corgan circa gish. i feel old and young at the same time watching him. and speaking of old/young, eight days until my birthday. i don't know why i'm counting down this year, but i feel like this birthday is more important than that big 3-0. like this might be the last year i get to act like an ass and still have my parents not freak out, like i'm still not entirely considered a spinster-loser and if i don't take advantage of this free pass to do as i like i'll regret it. i think this might mean buying more black eyeliner and refusing to settle down with a nice boy, but we'll see. it could mean a million things, i suppose. maybe eyeliner is just teensy part of it.