Found it.

Well, in the Grand Ginger Beer Quest, there's progress, courtesy of the Ypsi Food Coop and whoever introduced me to it by bringing it to Burn's Night. It's got the smack-a-dack to the tongue that I've been looking for all this time. Not the Gigantor version that I still seek... that Jamaican stuff that I bought that fateful lunch break while working at the bike shop in high school. You know, that Ginger Beer of Legend (GBoL) that was too boo-coo (beaucoup, whatever... think Full Metal Jacket - or was it Platoon?) and took 20 minutes to sip through - it being that powerful in The Ginger. Anyway, I'm a little worried that I might never get back to the GBoL, but I'm willing to continue the quest.

Minor Recipe note: When making a cocktail such as a "Dark and Stormy", stay the hell away from spiced rums. You see that label in the back - Captain Morgan's "Tattoo"? Well, how do I say this... How about: Fuck. That. I've had me some "acquired taste" and novelty liquors/spirits in my day (Moutai, Unicum, Jaegermeister, stinky Islay single-malts), but this is one I'm not ever planning to buy again, even as a joke. It's just not worth it.

([nostalgic waving] Hi Moutai! I miss you! You and your gag-worthy moldy-sweat-sock taste... [/nostalgic waving])

the quest continues...

I thought I had it... the Ginger Beer of Prophesy. At $10 for a 4-pack, the legendary Fentiman's.

It had to be the ginger beer I have long sought - a ginger beer to smack the smirk off my taste buds, to force me to sip it like a peaty scotch, to go slow and appreciate it for who it was.

But it wasn't. Tasty, but too much sorrow for the ginger beer I wished it to be.

I now know that the GB for me will that one from the Ypsi Food Co-op, the one from Burn's Night... if only I could remember the name. I just hope they still have it.

A wee bit of purging...

Well, I haven't really been too excited about brewing mead (meading) lately, and I seem to have not have any batches running right now, and the supply of good stuff has run pretty low. All that's left is a bunch of the crappy stuff that hasn't improved with age... So I'm pitching it. Farewell crappy mead, hello reclaimed shelf space.

Foolishness

Is there a difference between arrogance and foolish arrogance?

I mean, I think of the confident end of the spectrum, with there being those who are confident (assume rightfully so through competence), those who are arrogant (though competent), and the those who are foolishly arrogant (where their impression of themselves goes beyond their competence). It's these last ones I think of and how their arrogance blinds them to what they aren't seeing. Bumbling along, blindly assuming they're right and everyone else is wrong.

But is there a difference between the last two? Can one be arrogant without being foolishly blind? I dunno, maybe... It's riding a fine line though.

Connecticut Hulu

I'll admit to being a little bit re-addicted to TV lately. I've been watching episodes of this and that on Hulu for, oh... well, let's just call it about a year.

Anyhoo, I just get a kick out of it every time I type the url in, seeing as how if you put a CT before the HULU you get Cthulu.

starts with popcorn

Since I've been making use of the popcorn popper a lot lately (I can't figure out whether it's an excuse to eat popcorn, butter, or salt), I've been looking at the popcorn a bit.

I'm pondering this popped shape and that popped shape, figuring out which ones I find appealing and those that aren't as appealing.

So of course with the magical power of teh intarwebs, I go on a search for high speed video of popcorn popping. Along the way, these nifty compilations (I like the propane ballon and water ballon on the face best. The karate chop gives me the woogies.)