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Saturday (not in the park)
Dec. 3rd, 2011 09:45 pmHaving slept until almost 10a (every time I woke up, Yum! would be curled by my head and, if she was awake, put her paw on my arm, as if to say "It's Saturday, you can sleep late.), we headed over to the annual Holly Holly Holly Days Sale, this year held at the high school next to to the Redemptorist Outlet of the Kansas City branch of the International House of Pedophiles.
I was surprised that H3 was there, given that Church's churlish reaction when the Heartland Men's Chorus performed there earlier this year as part of a fundraiser for the Church (the church took the donations, then raked the staff member who scheduled them, and threatened her with firing if she ever let those evil gay men in the church again). H3 is a collection of pagans, wiccans, lesbians, asskickers, shitkickers, and Methodist, so you see my confusion. We saw a bunch of friends and bought some some tie-dyed shirts and socks from a woman we have purchased from before.
Dragonet and I then went on the wild grocery hunt, whilst Rohanna met with her grandson and her paternal counterpart to do some Xmas shopping for the boy. In our peregrinations, D2 and I wound up at Trader Joe's, where we picked up a bottle of Masala sauce that was the centerpiece of our lovely dinner. I also spotted an endcap of "Trader Joe's Vintage Ale, 2011." The packaging looked familiar, so I picked a bottle up and checked the fine print. Sure enough, it was brewed and bottled for them by Unibroue, a wonderful brewery in Montréal. Naturally, I picked up a bottle, to test, of course. I'm a giver-Goddess kinda guy that way.
And it is quite wonderful. A Belgian-style ale with hints of cinnamon and fruit, it is smooth and dark and just every so drinkable. Going to have to get some more. The label suggests it would do well properly cellared. Nom nom.
I was surprised that H3 was there, given that Church's churlish reaction when the Heartland Men's Chorus performed there earlier this year as part of a fundraiser for the Church (the church took the donations, then raked the staff member who scheduled them, and threatened her with firing if she ever let those evil gay men in the church again). H3 is a collection of pagans, wiccans, lesbians, asskickers, shitkickers, and Methodist, so you see my confusion. We saw a bunch of friends and bought some some tie-dyed shirts and socks from a woman we have purchased from before.
Dragonet and I then went on the wild grocery hunt, whilst Rohanna met with her grandson and her paternal counterpart to do some Xmas shopping for the boy. In our peregrinations, D2 and I wound up at Trader Joe's, where we picked up a bottle of Masala sauce that was the centerpiece of our lovely dinner. I also spotted an endcap of "Trader Joe's Vintage Ale, 2011." The packaging looked familiar, so I picked a bottle up and checked the fine print. Sure enough, it was brewed and bottled for them by Unibroue, a wonderful brewery in Montréal. Naturally, I picked up a bottle, to test, of course. I'm a giver-Goddess kinda guy that way.
And it is quite wonderful. A Belgian-style ale with hints of cinnamon and fruit, it is smooth and dark and just every so drinkable. Going to have to get some more. The label suggests it would do well properly cellared. Nom nom.