Busy but good Saturday in the books. Got out on the bike for another long ( and this time faster) ride down the Schuykill River Trail, ran some errands, and had a small, small group of friends over to drink some of the plethora of beer accumulated in our fridge. You see, sometimes we find single bottles of beer we want/need, but sometimes we buy six-packs or receive beer gifts from friends. All of which have been accumulating in the fridge for some time, so we figured we were due to liquidate some inventory. Plus, with tailgate season just around the corner, we're now overstocked with good beer for game day. We used to bring up what we called the "VIP cooler," which contained craft beer we weren't willing to share with the masses. This year? It might all be VIP. Have I mentioned that football is now just six days away? Not that I'm counting.
Speaking of beer, tonight's beer is the Kilt Lifter from Pike Brewing out of Seattle. During our vacation to the West Coast, we actually walked right past Pike's outpost downtown, but couldn't stop as we were on our way to a dinner reservation elsewhere. Thankfully, they distribute to the East Coast, thus solving that problem. In the glass, the beer is a hazy auburn color, with fluffy white head. There are aromas of sweet malt and citrus, and you pick up flavors of malt, toffee, tea, and lemon. Nice beer if you're in the mood for something with a good malt backbone.
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| No kilts were harmed in the making of this photo |
Great brewery history here - Pike was founded by Charles Finkel, who was exposed to European beer and found himself in the wine distribution business through the 1960's. He started contracting other breweries (there were only 40 in America at the time) to produce beer to his standards in the 1970's. After being one of the first people to import Belgian beers into the U.S., Finkel and his wife ultimately started the Pike Brewery in 1989, just around the corner from the famous Pike Place Market.
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| Famous Pike Place Market sign |
Thing to Think About Today:
Like it or not, a fair amount of my time in college was spent during the Grunge era. The music was great, the fashion.... well I'm sure lots of people still wear thermal shirts, flannel, and baseball hats everywhere they go. Of course, they might be homeless people. However, one bright spot in all of those layers of ripped jeans and thermals was this incredibly happy song from the Flaming Lips. I defy you to listen to She Don't Use Jelly and not sing along with a smile, regardless of whether or not you went to college in the 90's.
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