Karma Citra |
They didn't have to say anything more.
When Jeff called on his way home, I suggested we put the boring old pot roast I had in the slow cooker on hold and go our for wings and beer. Since Monday night's dinner was a disaster, he was only too happy to avoid yet another one of my meals.
Jeff got the Karma Citra and watching him take that first sip was a bit like watching him get punched in the face. But in a good way (if you can get punched in the face in a good way).
He immediately said there was a pop to the beer. He knew it used citra hops, but there was also a grapefruit flavour he was thrilled about.
He kept going back for more from his glass, loving the flavours. He offered it to me, but all I had to do was take a sniff to know that beer was most certainly not for me.
Oatmeal Coffee Stout |
But I couldn't drink the whole thing (the whole not drinking for a whole year means I get drunk on about half a pint) so Jeff decided to try mixing the two beers. He said it was good, but maybe next time instead of a 50/50 split, he'd do a 70/30, using more of the Karma Citra than the stout.
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