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Last February, after the Berlinale, KB and I took a side trip to Budapest with our good friend Emily. While there, we visited the House of Hungarian Wines, where this happened.
On this year’s post-Berlinale adventure, KB, Emily, and I were joined by our good friend Rebecca. The four of us decided to drive to Brussels for a quick three-night/four-day Belgian trip.
We hit up a ton of bars during our short stay, but there was one bar in particular that we really wanted to get into. We dubbed it “The Cool Kids Bar,” not because that’s what it was called, but because every time we’d try and go it would be packed with people who would just stare out the windows at us, as if to say, “Not for you, Americans. You are neither cool nor kids.”
But on our last night there we tried one last time… and found an open table!
We went in and toasted our first beers of the evening to the Cool Kids Bar.
By the second round, Emily was already getting bored with the conversation.
By the third beer, KB was falling asleep at the table. I know, big shock.
By beer number four, KB was down for the count, which encouraged some bribery and pranks between Emily and Rebecca.
By our fifth beer, KB exploded from her sleep coma with fisticuffs!
But by our sixth and final round, the girls were friends again.
And then they made out.
I’m not sharing those photos,
PS: If you ever find yourself in Brussels, the bar is actually called Au Daringman.
…which is why “The Blarg” has been silent for so long.
But now I’m (and my computer is) back!
For the final three months of our wedding gift from Bill and Sarah, we got a shitload of delicious beer!
The gift included a six-pack of Goose Island’s Honker’s Ale, a six-pack of Paulaner’s Salvator, and a twelve-bottle variety pack from Speakeasy Ales & Lagers.
Thanks to Bill and Sarah for a gift that kept on giving… and killing my liver.
…like beer-making father.
Can’t wait to taste his first batch,
Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.
This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.
Löwenbräu Waiter: (setting Justin’s one-liter beer down) “One big beer.” (setting KB’s half-liter beer down) “One small beer.”
KB: “Come on, that’s a medium beer.”
Löwenbräu Waiter: “No, that’s a small beer. May I say what I think?”
Löwenbräu Waiter: “That’s a pussy beer.”
- Löwenbräu Waiter, 2/9/13
I like the cut of his German jib,
…and I’ve got a great one!
Thanks to KB,
Waiting for us when we get back,