During the Iceland-Croatia World Cup match, I decided to drink the bottle of Guinness Original XX that had been sitting in my fridge since sometime in March.
Yesterday I walked 3 miles North from my house to the village of Haxby, where I stopped in at the local pub for some weightlifting. 20+ ounce weights to be approximate.
Happy New Year to all my readers! Long ago, I told myself that as long as I got more views in each successive year, I would continue to put in a good effort on my blog. And for the 3rd year in a row, I have received more views than the previous year, so that means that in 2018 I will continue to give it a good go!
This is a story from a pub. Perhaps not a very interesting one, but a story nonetheless.
Lá fhéile Pádraig sona dhuit!
There, now that I’ve got my fake Irish pretensions out of the way, let’s get on to the real business. (I am one eighth Irish, don’t ya know.) St. Patrick’s Day, one of my favourite holidays; Guinness Stout, one of my favourite beers! Who knew that the Irish were actually good at a few things? Not several hundred years worth of English pigs it would seem!
Ahoy there. It’s been a while since my last post, but I’ve been busy exploring Cuba and its various drinks! I hope to have a few reviews from Cuba uploaded soon; in the meantime, here’s a review from our holiday party.
Ian brought over a Spinnakers beer to share that neither of us had tried before. We proceeded to jot down some tasting notes.