Sunday, February 08, 2009

Firestone Walker Pale 31 California Pale Ale



Firestone Walker Pale 31
Firestone Walker Brewing Co.
Paso Robles, California


Whereas Budweiser is the "King of Beers", I hereby pronounce this stately brew the "Son of a Bitch of Beers". Not for it's patently regal label, nor for its impeccably rigid pale ale standards, but rather because it blew a geyser upon opening to which I suckled its teet to subside its angry receptance towards my anti-hop league harangues. Listen, because I'm telling you that we'll go back on the gold standard before I become a hop-head. As it stands now I'll also marry off my blonde daughter to the first civilised sasquatch before my lips touch a hoppy drink with affection. This doesn't mean that I don't appreciate the sentiment of the Hedonist Beer Jive five-for-five annual beer trade-off, it just means that I am a coddler of more silky sweet liquid confections and not a prickly imbiber of skunky potions. If you've had a finely crafted pale ale then you know the rest of the equation without having to hear my biased opining.

- Wörtwurst

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