Been waiting for this all week.

Porch sitting begins. It’s officially spring.

And the extra special deliciousness is coming inside after sundown to sit by the hot woodstove. Best of both worlds.

Snagged the last sixer of Hopslam at Rio Hill Wine this week, out of the only two cases they received, and it wasn’t even marked up to some of the prices I’ve seen reported (hello…$60/six pack on ebay!?) Any web search will lead you to a raging debate about whether this beer, made by Bell’s in Michigan, is overrated and price-inflated, but I vote with my palate. To me, Hopslam is pure perfume, one of the best smells in the world. It tastes like a buzzing hot August afternoon inside a wild meadow beehive. And at 10% ABV, it very quickly gets one in the mood to party with the queen.

Happy Friday. I hope you are enjoying something wonderful tonight.