A Lazy Sunday Afternoon

April 29th, 2007
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A Lazy Sunday Afternoon, the first in a series
After wandering through Williamsburg for a bit, we (I) decided to sit and chill at Spike Hill even though I was here last night with Eric. Tammi’s drinking wine and reading the paper, I’m clacking away at the laptop and drinking beer.
I had a rather large bottle of the Hitachino Red Rice accidentally. It’s not any sort of red you’d expect to have. There’s a sweetness to it that reminds me most of the robutussin I took when I was a kid. That’s not to say it’s bad, just that the flavor takes some getting used to.
Next up is Moorehouse’s Black Cat, “A refreshing black ale brewed with the finest English malt and hops.” The color is black right through. You can barely see through it. The malts are much more prominent than the hops, with a flavor like a Newcastle, but stronger.
What could improve an afternoon like this? Oysters. Apparently Spike Hill has a raw bar now. Word. Or not. The Oysters were remarkably bland. Even a bunch of toppings couldn’t help these oysters out. sad sad…

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