I’ve been Chouffed.
Well Friday night was a whopper. I won’t say where I went, as I do not want to get anyone in trouble – but wow – did I have fun on Friday. Saturday NOT so much.
It started off good. I had a Duvel Green (yes that is right) a mistake made by someone resulted in a rare find. Usually you can only get Duvel in bottle not on tap. I love Duvel Green and it is low in alcohol so why it should not be available all the time is beyond me.
Anyway off my rant and back to the blog. So I had a Duvel Green with my dinner French Onion soup and Seaweed Salad (so not the right meal for a heavy night of drinking). Mid way through the meal I ordered an Ommegang Rouge and made my non-beer geek friends try it. That was a hoot. If you don’t recall much about that beer it is a Flemish Sour – so it takes like drinking a sweet tart.
At the end of the meal I went for a Houblon Chouffe. I love the Houblon, it tastes so smooth you forget about the 9% part of the drink. I love the Chouffe. I have a cat named Chouffe, I spent my honeymoon in Achouffe - you would think that I would remember the alcohol % - BUT NO.
After our dinner companions went home (they have little ones) my single girl friends happened to be at the bar – and encouraged me to say for a while. So I shooed the hubby away and sat with the girls – and proceeded to drink 2-3 more Chouffes.
I will end my blog by saying because I Chouffed myself on Friday I Chouffed my entire Saturday. But most of all I would like to say I am sorry and owe my best friend a big apology – for wasting her Saturday.
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