39 pints

of Oatmeal Stout on the shelf, 39 pints of Oatmeal Stoouuuuuuuuuut….

’Tain’t bad stuff, either, although L said she was expecting it to have a slightly thicker feel in her mouth than it turned out.  It has a pronounced oatmeal taste, though, and is very un-hoppy as my beers go.  I haven’t the faintest what the alcohol content is, because I didn’t measure the original gravity, but the final gravity was 1.016, so it probably has more punch to it than anything I’d get off the shelf at Central Market.

And speaking of such things, I was pleased to see that Pierre Celis has found a new partner and is going to start making his beers again, which is a GOOD thing.  I’m only sorry that he lost his location in Austin and will hereafter be brewing in Michigan, but he has promised that Austin will definitely be one of the places that his beers are sold once he’s back in production.

The diseased volleyball is insane.  Fnord.