Bottoms Up!

Last night my parents and I had some "Belgian Style Ale" to celebrate life and all its wonders (maybe). I shouldn't actually be drinking beer, but I gave myself a boozy break since I'm on medication this week. Whee!

I bought the ale for my parents in celebration of a certain special someone in our lives, even though she, too, can't drink booze (yet). But we'd been missing the occasion to open the fine bottle, so finally last night I put my foot down and demanded that we have some ale with leftover cheese. Yum.

The ale (I love saying the word) was sweet, with almost a pear flavor. (Turns out it was aged in a wine barrel with orange peels...close enough.) But it was light and refreshing and tasted almost like pear cider. Easy on the palate, I tell you. Next time I am back at St~Germain I shall procure me another bottle.

This week is full of celebrations, since I'm letting some chapter ideas simmer and also finishing up my panel proposal for a little people conference. I'll have to shoot myself if we don't get in, but at least I'll give it an honest go.