Oh that Christmas Beer is A' Brewin'

“And if I get drunk well, I'll pass out
On the floor now baby
You won't bother me no more
she said,it's okay boy
'cause you know we'll be go friends and I say
I think I'll have myself a beer
I think I'll have myself a beer”

--Reel Big Fish, from the song “Beer” from the LP Turn The Radio Off, 1995.

Well my beer taste buds are back. Fat Jacks—see link on the right—offers a ferken (check spelling) from various breweries each month. The first was from Schlafley’s in St. Louis and was the American Pale Ale. The second was from Bell’s—soon to be outlawed in Illinois like New Glarius was (evil bastards)—and was their Two-Hearted Ale. Two IPA’s like beers. I want some wheat.

Beer was the last thing I wanted after surgery, but six weeks after it, the taste came back. I love a good beer. With that in mind, I will be hosting the twelve beers of Christmas for the Humane Society. We have some great choices, so we encourage people to come out.

Just a quick note, as you can see my Uncle and me quaffing a beverage for the evening in the scan, and we recommend a nice little bit of the wee roasted, malted flavor.

Winter beers are by far my favorite (well, the exception of the good old wheat variety), and I love the spice of them all.

In the past, the twelve beers have included Samiklaus—an 18 proof beer from Norway. They have also included Delerium Noel, Jubblefest, and more. Christmas/Strong seasonal beers for the cold, dank and dark months of the year seems to go hand-in-hand.

How I love them.

I plan on drinking my one bottle of Samiklaus from 2003 after the Bears win the Super Bowl.

Ahh…ambrosia--following the Super Bowl win--which could happen this year--I say it is justified.

Hoppy Holidays to Ales…and to Ales a Guten Nacht!