Here's all the embroidered portraits I have at the minute. I keep looking at them because I feel like I'm in an embroidery rut. Probably because I'm fibro flaring and my hands are swollen af. I desperately want to get on with the portraits I've sketched out but my body just doesn't want to do it. Oh booooo 😩 #handembroidery#alwayscomplaining
@oasthousebrewers makes a great sour ale called Bière de Mars - spring beer in the saison and bière de garde styles. It's bottle-conditioned, with the few I picked up bottled March 2016. Fresh, with good fruit notes, balanced sweet/sour flavours, and wonderfully drinkable. At least the sample I tasted at the brewery showed as much.
Can I get something off my chest? Since it's summer and beer is cool again? I can't stand these hopped-to-shit IPA's that aim less to give pleasure than to 'wow' and blow your goddamn head off. I would hope that that madness has passed among craft beer brewers, but apparently not. We get it, you filthy hipsters, its like an arms race - who can crank up the IBU highest, to undrinkable levels, akin to winemakers bragging about their 16.7% abv chardonnays. But it's all a pointless exercise, isn't it, a kind of industry-specific dick measuring, if people can't even enjoy your brews because they taste like how I'd imagine tree bark tastes like.
One final gripe, if I may, about the Oast House Brewers Bière de Mars - 12+ months in the bottle is far too long. There's a dullness and bitter finish on the beer that takes away from its charms, but in any case, a delicious, albeit expensive, sour ale. Less of the hop-bombs. more of this. Sincerely, this professional alcoholic.