"I need some peace and quiet...or whatever it is people go away for." -The Holiday Sunrise on the new year. 62nd Street flatties, 1/2020. |
This time of year, tracking the weather becomes as critical as in the summer. Usually unstable. The atmospheric behavior of the winter. Been fortunate. Unseasonably warm. Has made the ocean flat. Water temps remained in the upper 40s, though I did not take advantage. With small surf, I could've kept my head above water and avoided the ice cream headaches. Alas, the month of December was busy. Work. Home decor. Didn't even get to the gym enough. Yet, the mild Yuletide conditions did make for easy travel. Some time with family, both abroad...in Chicago, and locally. A year-end pictoral with beer thrown in for good measure.
Ya get into December with all the decoratin' (lights and such) and shoppin' and travelin...need a robust beer. Good start was Founders Robust Porter. Dark. Rich. Sexy. Read the label. Creamy black pour. Finger-plus, tan head. Sticky lacing. Baker's chocolate, and malt notes in the aroma. Could taste one of them flavored lattes in there. Roasted mocha coffee and caramel. Nice warmer at 6.5% alcohol. The espresso-like, 45 IBUs of hop bitterness rounded out the smooth body. One of the best porters I've had. Rated an A.
Didn't get to all the lights in the OC like usual. Missed the south end altogether. Seemed much busier around the Pines. With Thanksgiving fallin' so late, everything flashed by. Got the tree up, lit up the house, then to slow it a little, popped a Two Roads Holiday Ale. French farmhouse style Biere de Noel. Scents of toasted malt, clove, and honey in a clear, ruby-amber pour. Fast dissipating, thin, off-white head. Taste did not reflect the 7.3% ABV. A bit mild. Tastes of maple, raisins, and more clove. Some graininess too. Light sweetness offset by slight hop spice. Rated this winter brew a B-.
Can say, our development does a nice job of splashing about in Christmas cheer. They ain't called "the Pines" for nuthin'. Each mornin' see greenery on each stop sign and subdivision entrance along the main drag on the way to work. Homes and park lit up on the way home. Businesses in West OC in the mood as well.
Whitehorse Park's festival of lights. |
If ya can't float 'em, deck 'em. West OC, Mid-December, 2019. |
Drive to Chicago was smooth goin'. In the city and surrounding byways- lotta traffic...not missed. Western suburbia- friends and family...missed a lot. Reconnected. With family in the city. Friends in Naperville. More family on Oswego. And Carol Spring. It's what Christmas is about. Brother-in-law brought a nice sixer to the party. Abita Brewing's Christmas Ale. Not big on Brown Ales but this one had that festive touch of celebration to it. Poured a clear, dark copper with a bubbly, 2-finger, beige head. One of the lighter, 5.8% ABV, of the winter ales this year so drinking a couple or three didn't cause you miss Santa Claus. Some orange and citrus in the smell, with toffee and malt. Flavors of figs, more citrus and malt. Sensed some coffee somewhere in the distance. Sharp, bitter, dry hop finish. Usually a turn-off. However, this time, balanced. Gave this brew festival a solid B.
Chicago's Christkindlmarket. |
A little Gluhwein between Family...Cheers! |
Some of the best Chi-style pizza around! |
Millennium Park |
"One thing I learned from drinking is
that if you ever go Christmas caroling
you should go with a group of people.
And also go in mid-December."
-Louis C.K.
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A Double IPA at 8.8% guaranteed to warm in the cold of
Winter. Dank, juicy, hazy, bruised lemon-orange pour. Nearly 2-finger, off-white head. Signature grapefruity-hop aromas with a hint of melon.
Berlin's ball gettin' ready to drop... |
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