Yeah, so, let’s talk about something else other than cancer. How about beer?
When mighty, mighty good man David and I went on our honeymoon to Paris and Belgium, we drank a lot of delicious beer. One of my favorites was Waterloo, which we had in a bar in Brussels. It was a strong dark ale, and it was served in a goblet. We drank a lot of beer on that trip, but that night in Brussels was the drunkest I got, and I wrote about it riiiight here. It’s one of my favorite stories from our trip, because it involves me yelling at a pickpocket: “I see you, and I’m taking your picture!”
So anyway, sadly, we could never find Waterloo here, and we certainly couldn’t get a hold of the precious goblet. David was always on the lookout for it, and, well, ta-dah!
It’s a Christmas miracle! David was able to find the goblets and the strong dark ale in a holiday beer pack that he ordered from a beer shop in Belgium for me for Christmas.
David gets me the nicest gifts.
Isn’t the goblet super cool? It reminds me of the grail in “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.”
We are planning to break in our new goblets tonight for our New Year’s Eve feast. Every year for New Year’s Eve, we stay home and David tries to recreate a meal we had on our honeymoon. This year, David is preparing Beef Bourguignon and pots de creme, and I think the Waterloo will go well with it.
Happy New Year, you guys!