Trip to the New Brickskeller

I got so lucky today and discovered that RFD, the bar that essentially took Brickskeller's place as best beer bar in Washington, DC, was within walking distance of my hotel.  Luck?  Good fortune?  Kharma?  I would vote yes to all 3.  Needless to say, this discovery put the finishing touch on a great day in the DC area.  Here's what I had at this fine establishment:

1.  Flying Dog Raging Bitch - both keg and on cask.  The latter was dry hopped with simcoe so naturally it was my favorite.
2.  Heavy Seas Loose Cannon on cask.  Smooth, hoppy and delicious.
3.  New Glarus Vintage Belgian Red - last taste of this beauty from their last bottle.  It was flat, but still tasted like a slightly tart slice of awesome cherry pie.  Well worth the effort to get a taste of what this highly touted brewery puts out.
4.  Finished up with a Bells Two Hearted Ale.  Not much needs to be said about this beer.  It is consistently voted #2 or #3 best beer in the country in Zymurgy's annual poll.  Perfectly balanced and absolutely delicious. 

What more can I can say than I am a blessed man.  If only all of my road trips can be this satisfying... Cheers everyone.

Travellin' Blues

Let me just start by saying my travel day wasn't all that bad.  I just stuck on a plane in Minneapolis for 2 hours due to bad weather in Washington DC.  That's not exactly pleasant, but compared to some other experiences I've had and one particular John Hughes Movie, my day was rather pleasant.

I took this photo from the window of my hotel room.  Kinda sums up DC pretty well if you ask me.  A lot of chaos in the foreground with nice scenery if you look for it ;)

NY is finally behind us

This week marks the official end to our relocation adventure to Boise. The sale of the house in Montgomery, NY finally closed on Thursday after a year of being on the market and 1 deal that fell through in the process. It also felt good that the lady buying it fell in love with the old bitch just like we had done 10 years ago. When selling an old house, you need someone who sees charm, history, and potential; not one who sees issues or problems. We were luck enough to find someone who saw the house just as we did.

It's strange since I'd actually gotten used to the feeling of the house not selling. When everything you hear from friends and the media is how crappy the housing market is and how nothing is selling, you tend to believe that your house may end being bound to you forever like the proverbial ball & chain. Now that that part is over, I kinda feel like there must be something else to do... I know this feeling will fade and we'll finally get to begin our Idaho adventure without fear of disaster or imminent doom.

I think I'll celebrate by having a brew day :-) Plus how can I be anything but happy when I see this view from my backyard?