I suppose getting sick was inevitable given the number of hours I've worked during the past seven weeks and the stress level in my world. But holy shit. I feel like I've been hit by an 18-wheeler. It hurts to type.
Scheldebrouwerij . It poured a deep, dark brown with a tan head. The smell was sweet. Caramel. The flavor was milk chocolate, a teeny bit saline and a bit caramel. It did not taste like oysters. I'm not sure how I feel about that last part. I kind of like oysters. Per the brewery's website, the wort is pumped on oyster shells. I can't even begin to guess what that means.
On that note, I'm going to bed.