I have only two words today: beer shakes.
I'll let that sink for a moment.
Now I'll repeat it: beer shakes.
Not hangover shakes, where you drank so much the night before that you are trembling. But beer shakes, as in beverages. Milkshakes made with beer.
At first thought, it sounds gross. But then you have to think about how they are made, and what beer is used.
And this is not a random thought of mine. Oh no. This is something that a local gastropub is actually doing. Which I didn't even know about until today, when a friend mentioned it. To which I reacted much as you might expect: "Beer shakes? Say what?!?!?"
So, later this evening, I wandered down to said gastropub to check this out. And sure enough, they had three such concoctions on their menu.
Allow me to educate you on these wondrous creations:
There's the Buttery Creamsicle, made with butter pecan ice cream, Orange Blossom Pilsner, and candied bacon.
There's the Granny's Creamy Cider, made with Tahitian vanilla ice cream, Angry Orchard hard apple cider, and dried apple chips.
And finally, there's the Cerveza Con Leche, made with Cuban coffee ice cream, Left Hand Milk Stout, raspberries, and shaved chocolate. This is the one I tried tonight, as my desert after a lovely meal elsewhere.*
I won't say it was delicious, as the word "delicious" does not do this justice. It was heavenly, amazing, beautiful, lovely, ridiculous, awesome, and just stunning. It was weirdly brilliant and brilliantly weird. I can't wait to try the other two!
*(The irony of this is that this pub, along with another place in town, has the Left Hand Milk Stout on "nitro," which is basically the nitrogen system you'll see for Guinness at most bars, that aerates the beer and causes that cascading effect. LHMS is wonderfully tasty normally, but on nitro it elevates to a whole new level, and it is so delicious, airy, and creamy that I used to call it a "beer milkshake." Now, of course, I am going to have to find a new name for it!)
I'll let that sink for a moment.
Now I'll repeat it: beer shakes.
Not hangover shakes, where you drank so much the night before that you are trembling. But beer shakes, as in beverages. Milkshakes made with beer.
At first thought, it sounds gross. But then you have to think about how they are made, and what beer is used.
And this is not a random thought of mine. Oh no. This is something that a local gastropub is actually doing. Which I didn't even know about until today, when a friend mentioned it. To which I reacted much as you might expect: "Beer shakes? Say what?!?!?"
So, later this evening, I wandered down to said gastropub to check this out. And sure enough, they had three such concoctions on their menu.
Allow me to educate you on these wondrous creations:
There's the Buttery Creamsicle, made with butter pecan ice cream, Orange Blossom Pilsner, and candied bacon.
There's the Granny's Creamy Cider, made with Tahitian vanilla ice cream, Angry Orchard hard apple cider, and dried apple chips.
And finally, there's the Cerveza Con Leche, made with Cuban coffee ice cream, Left Hand Milk Stout, raspberries, and shaved chocolate. This is the one I tried tonight, as my desert after a lovely meal elsewhere.*
I won't say it was delicious, as the word "delicious" does not do this justice. It was heavenly, amazing, beautiful, lovely, ridiculous, awesome, and just stunning. It was weirdly brilliant and brilliantly weird. I can't wait to try the other two!
*(The irony of this is that this pub, along with another place in town, has the Left Hand Milk Stout on "nitro," which is basically the nitrogen system you'll see for Guinness at most bars, that aerates the beer and causes that cascading effect. LHMS is wonderfully tasty normally, but on nitro it elevates to a whole new level, and it is so delicious, airy, and creamy that I used to call it a "beer milkshake." Now, of course, I am going to have to find a new name for it!)
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