Yeah, so, my mighty, mighty good man David and I went to the opening night event for SF Beer Week.
We go every year, but this year we decided to see how the other half lives and treated ourselves to VIP tickets. I’d love to say that it’s because we’re so fuckin’ cool and rich, but the truth is we’re a couple of olds who don’t want to wait in long lines.
VIP tickets meant we got to go into the event one hour earlier, which gives us a shot at trying a lot of the beer that usually has long lines and taps out before we get there.
Yes, we tried Pliny the Younger from Russian River Brewing. Yes, it’s a perfectly good beer. Is it “wait in line for three or four hours” good? Umm, no. No beer is worth that to me. Actually, if it were a beer that when you finished drinking it you looked 15 years younger and 25 pounds lighter I would wait in line for it. Or maybe this coveted beer makes you pee gold … that would be worth something. It would also give new meaning to the term “golden showers.” Yeah, I know. You’re welcome.
Actually, we tried HenHouse Brewing’s Big Chicken, which is kinda their Pliny. It’s a double IPA, and I really liked it. I liked it more than Pliny the Younger.
So anyway, a couple other favorites from the event:
- Motor Oil from Alvarado Street Brewing
- Death Of The Sun from Drake’s Brewing (14.8%!!!!)
- Blammo from Cellarmaker
- Kerfuffle from The Rare Barrel
- Black Ops from Brooklyn Brewing
And don’t worry. David and I were not hung over the next day. I bought Curry Up Now burritos and put them in my purse, so we could drunkenly eat them while watching “BoJack Horseman” when we got home.
Apparently, we didn’t get enough beer on Friday night, because on Saturday we went to Laughing Monk for their barrel-aged beer event.