#heratic ale

Ugh, I'm sorry one follower (Andy), I've been working a ton lately and I haven't been able to post much. Yes, I've been able to drink a lot, but it's usually pounding a bottle or two of generic beer while crying and taking my pre-shower shit.

I put in my 8 hours today (mostly staring at porn on my cell phone and wondering why I couldn't get anything done), and I wanted some beer on the way home; well, to drink when I got home.  I drove by my favorite smelly punk beer bar so I could pick up something brewed by a man with questionably ironic tattoos and no business sense, but a love of hops.  Lo and behold, people in Oakland really like to party by Jack London Square on Saturdays, and I couldn't find a parking spot to soil the bar with my yuppie-come-farty vibes. 

So in a fit of rage I drove home and stopped by the the hole in the wall mom-and-pop video store that sells beer.  Most of the labels on the beers in the case had fallen off and disintegrated from old age, and I was ready to resign myself to purchasing a mystery drink and, in all likelihood, sickness.  When I saw this:

(not Coors Light)

Imagine my surprise!  So I paid the overweight bearded lady at the counter and thanked her for the foresight that a snob like me would one day come into her store and want something that her and her ilk probably didn't drink.  I hope to enjoy this beer, because I'm not welcome back at mom-and-pop's. 

And I do!

The Evil Cousin is loaded with what I perceive as earthy hops (lots of them according to the label), and some citrus flavors.  The malt character is light even after I took Beermutt for a walk and let the bottom half of the glass warm up. Interestingly enough I also caught a bit of savoriness once I got back...wtf?  Eh, I'm not going to hold that against 'em, it could be that at 8%, I'm drunk and everything tastes like bacon.  Speaking of people who like bacon, Gordon?