My mother met me outside the building after work this evening. We skittered on over to J.K. O'Donnell's --skittered because my mother did not think to wear her coat and the air was getting nippy as the sun set. Our plan was to do dinner before a 6:30 presentation and book-signing at the library. OF COURSE, beer was expected to be part of dinner. It's a pub (albeit a really nice one). Pub = beer.
Our waiter was so obliging as to choose our drinks for us from their vast menu of fancy-pants imported beers. It's a good thing he did, because I could have spent the entire evening trying to figure out what I wanted. For my mother, he picked Dragon's Milk, to go with her fish'n'chips. When told that I don't care for overly hoppy beers, he chose Belhaven Wee Heavy. It was seriously delicious. And strong. And it went really well with shepherd's pie.
Oh! that looks really good! (I've enjoyed other Scottish ales that I've had.)
ReplyDeleteIf you need a towel instead of a putty knife to clean up a spill of it, it's not dark enough for me. :)
I thought about you when we were there. They have an incredible selection of beers. Next time you visit. :)
ReplyDeleteThat would be way too much fun.
ReplyDeleteSigh. You're so much better than me. I just drink the raspberry lambic, which is really just juice with a little alcohol. I'll never, ever be able to drink beer like an adult.
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