Cold beer

Two xmases ago my gf’s brother Jimmy drove down from Vermont to spend a weekend with us. He likes crap beer, and it was my job to pick up a couple of cases on my way home from running errands that day.

Well, Jimmy arrived early and thirsty. His sister told him to help himself to my beer. I had four bottles chilling; the cheapest was a $22 Pliny The Elder which is nearly impossible to find around here. There was a Belgian sour (Carillon) that was “priceless”. There was a bourbon barrel aged stout I’d won the right to purchase in a raffle (yeah, $20 worth of raffle tickets for the opportunity to spend money).

Jimmy drank them all.

I got home with the crap beer. Jimmy was trashed, drunker than I’d ever seen him. I then got to hear about how crappy my beer was, although “it sure packed a kick”.

Justifiable homicide. No jury in the world would convict you.

No humane judge would even let it get that far Doc.

I have nothing to add, but did find this video of several scientists discussing the subject. (I assume they’re scientists.)

  • You didn’t instruct him to pick you up some of the lovely offerings in Vermont that might be hard to come by in PA (Hill Farmstead, Lawson’s, Alchemist, etc…)? That certainly would have softened the blow.
  • You paid $22 for Pliny the Elder? I hope it was not the standard 500ml bottle at that price, especially if you went to Philadelphia to pick it up.
  • Which Cantillon? (At least there was one beer that wasn’t strong.)