The Other One And 50



The one and only

 Here he is, in all his unknowing glory. I helped con Mr. Rubeo last week in Belgium, by making him go into 2BE to buy beer with me for a so called happy hour. But I had a more devious plan. Make him drink a beer with me while a surprise party was being planned for him back at the apartments. Some people have all the tough jobs. Was I worried that he would say no to a beer with me? About as much as I was worried about not getting enough cheese in Belgium.

Yesterday was his official birthday and we welcome him to the AARP club, which by the way, is starting to fill up mighty fast.

Day Eight

And so begins another week in Belgium. The weather this time has not been as wonderful as the last time, but all in all, it ain't that bad. But it has been cool enough at times, that just about everyone here has at least a head cold. That ain't fun. But we shall soldier through the best way we know how. Who wants to take a guess what that is?

Home Sweet Home

Geode morgen! Welcome my friends to the vacation that I hope nevers ends. Day three getting ready to begin. Today is our first beer trip. It shall be a long one. We start at Abbaye des Rocs and then take a side trip into Ieper to see part of the famous cat festival. And of course, stop by a pub or two. Then for the grand finale, a trip to de Hoppeshuur. There is much more to say, but I have to finish eating my red super ripe strawberries and then make my Trappist cheese and egg sandwich on organic bread. Life is hard.........

It's My Birthday Dammit!

     Yes boys and girls of all legal drinking ages, today is the day we all take a moment to reflect on my holy day of birth. It is a time to think about what I have brought (or wrought) into this great big old craft/micro/nano/// beer kind of world. Okay, times up. If you took longer to reflect than read the opening paragraph, I would suggest glasses or more coffee, cause there ain't that much to reflect on. Well, I am leading a team of 32 thirsty travelers back to Belgium, where I am quite sure I will be knighted or something like that. Do they still use a guillotine to do that? But now it is my time to reflect back when I made the ever so subtle move into AARP world. Enjoy

A very rare time when there was more food than beer, though we kept it close

Just a few bottles for my birthday in 08

What the hell, it was my birthday dammit

The Table of Doom in all it's glory