Just a couple of beers, officer!
After nine days in California, I got home yesterday around 6 p.m.
We were having dinner (I made my favorite quick and easy meal, pork tenderloin with a cocoa/spice rub, plus veggies) when Keira asked if I brought anything home for them. I replied, "No, but I brought something home for me!" She looked disgusted and said, "Let me guess - beer." I said, "Not just beer, but also three beer glasses!" Dyson chimed in with, "I was hoping toys…"
Here they all are, along with the beer glasses… (As always, you can click on the picture to see the full-sized version.)
And here are all the beers laid out end to end (so you can see that I have a bit of a consistent theme in my selection).
Yes, that is seven 22 ounce bombers, one 500 ml, one 12 ouncer and two 6 ouncers. Eleven bottles total.
I had to buy a second suitcase…
Well, just a cheap Wal-Mart duffel bag to hold a bunch of my clothes that were displaced from the suitcase. Despite that, my main suitcase (with all the beer individually wrapped in pants or shirts) was still 8 pounds over the per-bag limit of 50. Maybe because I was flying first class (complimentary upgrade from Delta) or because the counter agent didn’t look, I got away with it…
I packed the glassware carefully in (clean) socks and newspaper and carried them in my backpack.
After this weekend, I am DONE with my diet. But, early next week I leave for Panama (work and vacation). After that, I’m traveling for a big part of April and May. Between all of these beers and all of the ones already taking up the entirety of my beer fridge, I will have to put in some serious overtime to taste them all!
Who wants to help?
