Well, I'm back home from Las Vegas.
Just thought I'd transcribe my notes from Thursday before I head out to Rich O's tonight.
At around 3:00, I went up to The Four Queens to check out this Chicago Brewpub that I'd never heard of before. It was a tiny place, so I'm thinking that this may not be the actual brewery. Only one beer looked interesting, so that's all I had:
(draft) I've rated this a little higher than most brown ales because there was something special about it. I don't know what, though. There was a slightly spicy aroma and flavor. Whatever it was, it was good.
Later Thursday I went back to The Tilted Kilt and took a few notes.
I ordered a Rogue Chocolate Stout (260).
The bartender was really fascinated when I was here last year and I told him how we'd met. Back in May, he was disappointed to learn that we'd broken up, but he insisted that my running into her at White Castle a week earlier had been a hopeful sign for us. He even went so far, back in May, to predict that we'd be married or engaged by the time this, my December visit, occurred. I didn't have it in me to tell him the real end of our story, so I lied and told him I hadn't seen her since that night at White Castle.
I know I'm supposed to be winding down this vacation of mine, but I certainly don't feel like it. I'd stay another month if I could afford it.
What the hell, I'll have another Rogue (276).
I'm really going to miss this beer. Even if Rich O's gets it as part of their Saturnalia festival, I should probably drink beers that are new to me instead. It will be tough though.
There she is. Maybe this vacation will end with a bang after all.
I keep thinking about a scared little girl. Can't get her out of my head.
Another Rogue (292).
I've started talking about boring computer stuff with some guy from Chicago.
Another Rogue (308). Still talking about boring computer stuff with the Chicago guy.
She's off. We're outta here!