Okay… so I’m not a beer drinker … anymore. And I suspect that getting drunk on ‘Coors Light’ in my early 20’s does not quite constitute me as being a ‘beer connoisseur’, does it? The Big D however, quite enjoys his evening brews, and I can’t seem to keep up with all the fancy terminology and different types; though I think I need to re-introduce myself to this frothy foaming liquid substance. There are many great craft beer microbreweries here in Ottawa, and one of Big D’s biking buds is the brains behind the brews at Nita Beer. So in honour of “National Beer Day” I thought tonight would be the optimum time to pull a cold one out of the fridge and give it a chug,….except...ahhhhh…. there aren’t any left… which is … interesting… because I could have SWORN I saw one in there …
So, although I was willing to give it the old ‘college try’ and tap into a brew, it seems that I am unfortunately unable to….tonight… anyway. Although the plan was to post a pic of some brews for my photo challenge #6, I will have to instead share one of the two tasty ciders, (which for the purpose of this post I will convince myself are like ‘beer siblings’), which I DO happen to have in the fridge, which are mine…. all mine… and will soon be gone…. gone…. gone….
I do love a nice cold cider, have to go and get some for the weekend.
I have a few I would recommend to you, if I only could remember the names… Maybe next time we go out we should pop in to the lcbo (should be interesting, like our trip to Lowe’s).
I’m ‘in’! I drove past the Pub Italia yesterday…. remember when we went there? I tried my first flavoured beer, which I believe was strawberry, and it was y-u-m-m-y! We incorporated it with an Absolute Comedy night… which was a load of fun! But then again…. it doesn’t matter what we do when we hang out… it’s always a load of fun!
While I’m not a beer drinker, I do admire the graphics on the labels and a few of the ‘Canadian’ commercials. It all looks like fun and madness. Dancing with friends to your favourite band, wildly letting your hair fly in ever direction. In reality, the music would most certainly be too loud for me and I’d probably lose my balance and fall on my keister, LOL. Then there’s the problem with keeping these honking big glasses on while flinging my head around. Don’t think Jim wants me on his shoulders these days either. Maybe age has shrunk my brain too, it kind of feels like it rattles around in there now. Cheers my dear ! x K
I am rolling on the floor…. You slay me with your visuals! ;0