Whenever I get a hankering for something that tastes like licking the sweaty kilt of a proud Scottish highlander, I reach for a tall cool can of Old Chub.
Mmm. Old Chub ...
(Suggested slogans to immediately follow:)
- That's me!
- Cures what ails ya! ... and probably creates a few other problems while it's at it
- Chub means fish ... we think. So we called our beer "Old fish"
- Goes great with haggis
- Black as midnight, cold as your ex wife
- It's also a verb
- (5 full minutes of unintelligible drunken cursing)
In all seriousness though, I love this beer. Titanic had it for a while and it was my sole reason for stopping by. It replaced the aching hole in my heart that the Seasonal Saison had left.
But now, no longer. Thus imagine my delight when I found a sixer of cans at Whole Foods.
And CANS! I can't remember the last time I bought beer in cans, much less tasty (and strong) beer in a can.
In case you were wondering, yes I am something of a beer snob. You know you're a beer snob when suddenly Guinness doesn't have enough taste for you.
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