My next day in Brussels, Tuesday 3 October, I took advantage of our friends’ lovely backyard by installing myself with two grocery store bought beers. The cats then did their part by installing themselves on wall and lawn respectively.
For those of you who don’t know, I have received a two year visa for the UK, and I will soon be spending a lot of time exploring England, and perhaps eventually working in a pub. First though, I have returned to Belgium to visit some of my favourite people and cafés, not necessarily in that order. Going forward, you can expect my blog to become in part a travel blog, complemented by the usual drink reviews.
Tonight is my last night in Vernon. Tomorrow morning I head to Vancouver, and on Thursday I fly to London, England. So naturally I am sipping on a couple of brews with my parents and cats as we spin some vinyl. Below is an interpretation of what they taste like.
Last night, my father and I decided to use up the remainder of our rather ancient watermelon in the blender with some vodka. It wasn’t inedible, it just didn’t taste prime anymore, and so we thought a blend of watermelon, vodka, and ice would be the best way to avoid waste. Boy were we in for a surprise!
Long ago during my year in Belgium I fell in love with Flemish sour ales, both the oud bruins of East Flanders, and the Flemish reds of West Flanders. When I returned to Canada, I was ecstatic to discover the existence of Storm Brewing’s Imperial Flanders Sour Red Ale in Vancouver. After many years of sampling it, but never taking notes, things finally reached critical mass when Ian became aware of its existence and offered to bring a squealer (32oz bottle) back to Vernon for a tasting notes session. Not only did he come back with the beer, but he also provided me with the following narration of his outing.