There was this dream last night that I and a few friends — fleshy, Internet and imaginary ones — was walking through the surprisingly clean sewers to a dance and singing choir another friends put up. It didn’t get good reviews but I didn’t hear much as I and someone else was too busy trying to come up with a top five best beer ever. The winner was Haywire Ambrosia IPA.

Were you there? Was the singing good or was the unfortunate reviews right? Please tell me that Haywire Ambrosia IPA exists. 

Playing favourites with beer, as you can see I prefer ale/stout more than lager. 

• Hercules Double IPA.
• Brooklyn East IPA
• AnchorSteam Beer
• Bedarö Bitter
• Oaked Arrogant Bastard Ale
• Slottskällan Svart
• Sierra Nevada Torpedo Extra IPA
• Brewdog Punk IPA
• Hibernation Ale (Seasonal, winter obviously.)
• Samuel Adams Honey Porter (drink this and eat chocolate at the same time.)

I really hope the beer doesn’t play favourites with us though, I’d never be drunk then.

Drinking Péché Mortel from… eh, Brasserie Dieu Du Ciel? It’s a brewery from Québec. In Canada. Imperial stout combined with fair-trade coffee. It tastes really good and it had a bit more alcohol than I assumed because I ignored the word “imperial.” Read on the label?Every word?! That’s… No. So I’m a bit unsober — not drunk though — which means my nose has fallen asleep. A bit numb. It does that.

Anyway, the label on the bottle is painted. It’s a painted picture. That’s a job I’d love to have: paint illustrations for beer bottles.