Note: This is a republish/edit of an entry I wrote last night that disappeared. I blame religion. I write an entry about beer and then it gets eaten by my site. Who else is there to blame?
As you can tell by that last entry, we like beer. During a normal week we just buy some Michelob Ultra at the grocery store on Saturdays and drink it throughout the week. But – MrZ and I also have our tastes for good beer. I’m a pilsner/bock type of gal (hence my natural love for Austin Texas who claims Shiner Bock as it’s own) while MrZ is a beer-that-tastes-like-ass type of guy. Seriously. Some people may call it “dark” or “stout” or “good” but I say “shit” and I’m sticking by it.
Lately, I’ve been grabbing six-packs of beer I like on the weekends. I have no problem sharing this beer with MrZ even though it’s my beer, but a few times he has had more of it than I did — which goes against the Geneva Beer Convention. When a person buys their beer for the fridge you are only entitled to half of it. Then, I started paying attention and realized that he gets more than half of all beer we bring in this house! He’s been cheating me all along! I conserve my beer having one at night before I go to bed. I should be rewarded, not punished. I suddenly feel like I need to drink twice that in order to get my half of the brews.
So – last night? I made MrZ divide the 12-pack of beer in the fridge into two rows of six. And then I had to yell at him for taking one from MY row. HOW DARE HE? He says, “I just grabbed a beer. I paid no attention which row it came from.” Do I believe that? No! Of course he knew, he was just hoping I wouldn’t notice so he would get ONE MORE BEER THAN ME by week end.
It goes without saying that I am obviously waaaay too high strung and possessive about my nightly beer. Right?
I like a cold beer occasionally (usually Corona) but I’m a Strongbow Cider girl.
My husband knows that he is supposed to ask me before drinking one of my ciders…
That’s weird; it showed up twice in my feed reader — guess one was the ghost of your missing post.
Suuuure he didn’t know which row it came from.
We don’t keep beer in the house unless we’ve invited people over for a cookout or something. Mostly because I don’t like beer. However there is vodka in my fridge right now.
But when Thom goes out to the bar… he wants a Pearl. And if they are out of it, he gets mad. And he also doesn’t like to drink beer from a bottle. He likes it from a can. Good thing Pearl comes in a can.
I’m one of those people that likes the hefeweizen beers — light, smooth and usually well complemented with a slice of lemon or orange. My fave is the Sweetwater Hummer (formerly the Sweetwater Summer Hummer, as it was a seasonal brew), which is brewed locally here in Atlanta. Sweetwater 420 is the standard, which you might enjoy, Zoot.
I try and keep a sixer in the fridge most of the time, and then a bottle of Pepperwood Pinot Noir (really good cheap grocery store wine) on the counter — that way, we have options for beverages when I cook dinner.
Clearly it’s time for old dorm room “put a post it note saying ‘this is not yours’ on it” strategy. Another reason why great big bottles of booze make the world go ’round here. Who can tell what came out of that?
The first post showed up in my reader as well… at first I thought maybe it was just the fault of all that beer.
you know at the turtledash? we have homemade beer. Just saying
Guinness. mmmmm. It’s Vitamin G.
I like most beer except for domestic light beers. I think my favorite has to be be Blue Moon with Guiness as a close second.
Put your half on the bottom shelf or in the back so he can’t “forget” which is yours.
There’s the good neighbor beer rule, too. If you offer your neighbor a beer, he should take one or two, not the whole darn six pack. That’s just rude I tell you, rude. Also, said neighbor should not try to replace it later with beer of lesser quality.
it simply means you should be drinking more…and faster.
Woman! You have good beer in your neck of the woods, what are you doing drinking mass produced blech? At first I was going to froth a fit over grocery store beer but then I remembered in the Bible Belt you can get real beer in the grocery store. Out here in the West, we can only get 3.2 at the grocery and liquor stores are closed on Sunday. Wouldn’t want you mixing your booze & praying. But the bars are open, go figure.
Anyway – drink some Abita. It’s good stuff. When we were finally able to get it in CO there was much rejoicing by husband. We have tons of microbreweries here but we still love a Turbo Dog.