On a Sunday stroll round the neighborhood we picked up a couple of beers, unusual ones in this part of town (Parc-Ex). First up is Mickey’s, bought at Marche Africaine on Jean Talon. Mickey’s is brewed in Milwuakee by the Miller company.
Matt: It has a certain ephemeral quality.
Julia: You mean watery?
Matt: PBR’s better, though for what that’s worth.
Julia: It’s so bad I don’t even want any more.
The Guinness Extra Stout comes to us from Halifax and was bought at J.P.A. on St. Roch.
Guinness Extra Stout
Matt: Wow, what a difference.
Julia: Mmmm, now that’s a beer,
Matt: I forgot what flavour tasted like.
Julia: Did you know that Guinness is actually pretty low in alcohol and calories? People are always like, “Oooh, arrg, a meal in a bottle!” But that’s just cause it’s dark in color.
Julia: And it has a certain creaminess.
Matt: That’s how we spell it up here. This is the Queen’s English, not your mongrelized, bastardized and despised “American” english.
Matt: I’m disappointed that we can’t get my favourite Indian beer, Cheetah out here. What’s up with that?
Julia: Just in restaurants. I’m also disappointed that we can’t find Mythos, that Greek beer, in any deps.
Matt: Fail. Total fail. Utterly Fail.
Matt: Well, we may not have a great dep beer selection but some good stuff can be had at the Loblaws near Parc Metro, including one of my all-time favourites, Blonde d’Achouffe.
Julia: That Loblaws reminds me of my long-lost and beloved Wegman’s.
Matt: Ah, yes, Wegman’s. The last refuge of the scoundrel. Well, the last refuge of the average Syracustian.
Julia: Syracustian? No one says that. It’s Syracusan. Duh.
Matt: Since I had to down that entire bottle of Mickey’s all by my lonesome I think I’m entitled to some made up titles.
Julia: This is getting long and pointless.
Matt: You’re long and pointless.
Julia: Your face is long and pointless.
Matt: I’m the onyl one drinking hjere. whty dont you shut op.
Julia: Time for a nap.