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Field to see a Cubs farm team, the Peoria Chiefs, play a local affiliate
of the A's, the Kane County Cougars. That game ended in a thunderstorm
in the bottom of the ninth, with the score tied 6-6.
While it was going on, we followed the Cubs-Brewers game in Milwaukee
via the Wrigley scoreboard & my handy dandy iPhone program called
Pickleview. Cubs won, 7-1.
So in an odd way, we watched two Cubs games at the same time. I suppose
it was a kind of double header...
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Tom Callahan
spend the money on a beer? Tom
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> Did you mail in the value of tickets to the Cub-Brewers game? Or did you
> spend the money on a beer?
Well, I did pay 10 bucks a ticket to the Chiefs game...
Didn't have a beer - I'm trying to lose a few more pounds. Beer just
packs it on me. Besides, I'm a beer snob, & do not drink the stuff they
call beer at Wrigley. One consequence of living in Germany was that I
learned as a teenager that there is such a thing as good beer, which
should be poured into a glass or mug and enjoyed, not swilled out of
paper cups at ball games. I had one last Saturday at a local hamburger
joint (a heavy metal bar, actually) - it was a Belgian triple ale. Very
tasty, although not really a hamburger beer. So I finished it first,
then ate the hamburger.
I did not, however, forgo a pre-game hot dog from Chubs. My scientific
theory is that hot dogs require the same number of calories to digest as
they provide. And Chicago style hot dogs come with Important Vegetables
- tomato, onion, pickle, jalapeno pepper, and, at Chubs, an actual
cucumber slice. So, net, you come out nutritionally ahead with a Chicago
dog!
Pensacola Beachcomber
years and later on another four in Belgium. I can remember a place in
Leuven, Belgium where the beer came from the source to the bar. One
customer for the brewery.....the bar. They had two pipes to the taps. One
was for straight draught and the other for honey beer. The honey beer was
actually tart and I didn't like it. Sad thing was the restaurant served
what I swear was frozen tv dinners. It was a hang out for college students,
Tom
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> Never had a chub but I do know good beer. We lived in Germany for three
> years and later on another four in Belgium. I can remember a place in
> Leuven, Belgium where the beer came from the source to the bar. One
> customer for the brewery.....the bar. They had two pipes to the taps. One
> was for straight draught and the other for honey beer.
Sounds like those volk were serious.
> The honey beer was
> actually tart and I didn't like it.
Well, that was a long time ago, right? and in another country. And
besides, the wench is dead (sorry, can't resist finishing the quote.)
Maybe you'd like that tart beer now.
If you see a big bottle of something called Three Philosophers, give it
a shot. It's brewed by a place near Cooperstown, somehow using Belgian
ale as a starting point.
> Sad thing was the restaurant served
> what I swear was frozen tv dinners. It was a hang out for college students,
> Tom
Man, I haven't had a frozen tv dinner, in the designer tin foil tray, in
year & years. Problem with those things was that there was not enough
foodlike material. Remember the turkey & dressing version? The turkey
seemed to be made of cardboard. As was the dressing, albeit a softer
cardboard...
Gene
I don't think TV dinners use aluminum any longer. They're in some
form of paperboard to make nuking easier. At the price of alumninum
these days, the tray would probably double the cost.
I never had the turkey and dressing dinner, but after military school,
I wouldn't eat turkey for years. We had "turkey and dressing" about
once a week, and it was awful. Let me rephrase that. It was
AWFUL!!
Gene
Rick Terry
"beer" is relative. Somehow.
"Beer," however, is defined by experience. Mine is German, Austrian,
Swiss, and Nederlander. So, I'm a bit picky about what constitutes a
beer. I'm also a bit picky about what constitutes a proper service for
a proper beer. Glass, china and other such containers or acceptable.
Paper, metal and the like indicate "beer."
Now, "beer" is passible. For the most part. It's function is to
provide one with a sense of having imbibed a "Beer" and quaffed one's
thirst. The latter is always questionable in such circumstances. The
product does, undeniably, provide water. It, undeniably, does not
provide the satisfaction of a "Beer." A "Beer" is, after all, a near
complete food group in and of itself. Add peanuts and you have a
sustainable diet (short term perhaps, but sustainable.)
A slice of cucumber is a bit of an odd addition to a hot dog. But, an
appreciated one. Any vegetable in a storm. So, to speak...
It's unfortunate that the original experience is about a visit to a
basebal park to watch a baseball game. The only seat to appreciate
such a game fully from is from a seat in the dugout. To wit, I get
bored unless I'm involved. The grandstands tend to be for talking and
eating, drinking, spending money on strange paraphernalia, and
catching the odd ball.
H
> "beer" is relative. Somehow.
Hmm. I, too, am somehow a relative of beer. I'd say, a first cousin,
once removed. I know it well enough to appreciate it, but I am not as
close to beer as, say, a brother. I'm willing to help beer out, but I'm
not sure I'd lend it a large amount of money.
> "Beer," however, is defined by experience. Mine is German, Austrian,
> Swiss, and Nederlander. So, I'm a bit picky about what constitutes a
> beer.
It is not "picky" to be satisfied with the best. The best satisfies me,
in every instance. So why settle for less?
As for "experience," it is up to each person to obtain the best
experience possible. If anyone chooses not to have the GASN experience,
I am afraid their opinions will count for nought in the Councils of
Beer.
> I'm also a bit picky about what constitutes a proper service for
> a proper beer. Glass, china and other such containers or acceptable.
> Paper, metal and the like indicate "beer."
Damn. You are right. You have nailed it, except that you have omitted to
note that "Beer" must be poured. One should not drink "Beer" from the
bottle. But that is implicit in your observation, & I only state it for
those who might not understand that if you drink it from the bottle, it
turns into "beer."
> Now, "beer" is passible. For the most part. It's function is to
> provide one with a sense of having imbibed a "Beer" and quaffed one's
> thirst. The latter is always questionable in such circumstances. The
> product does, undeniably, provide water. It, undeniably, does not
> provide the satisfaction of a "Beer." A "Beer" is, after all, a near
> complete food group in and of itself. Add peanuts and you have a
> sustainable diet (short term perhaps, but sustainable.)I
I am afraid I disagree with your first sentence. If it's "beer," I don't
want any. It is passable only in the digestive sense.
But accepting your first sentence as a premise, I believe what follows
is a matter of inexorable logic. Which you have logicked exorably.
> A slice of cucumber is a bit of an odd addition to a hot dog. But, an
> appreciated one. Any vegetable in a storm. So, to speak...
I dunno. I mean, let's assume, for sake of argument, broccoli. Is there
any circumstance under which broccoli should be permitted on a hot dog?
I didn't think so.
Or beets. But I suppose beets are technically, roots, so maybe not to be
considered. Which I don't. Let us not talk of beets.
> It's unfortunate that the original experience is about a visit to a
> basebal park to watch a baseball game. The only seat to appreciate
> such a game fully from is from a seat in the dugout. To wit, I get
> bored unless I'm involved. The grandstands tend to be for talking and
> eating, drinking, spending money on strange paraphernalia, and
> catching the odd ball.
There is a cure for this. Namely, the scorecard. The scorecard keeps
your head in the game, no matter where you sit. But absent a scorecard,
you are correct. (BTW, Cubs won today, 5-1, over the Pirates, in some
small part because I wore The Spring Training Cap to the game. The
Spring Training Cap has not lost a game this year.)
In fact, except for the small matter of implying any beer in a storm,
your post absolutely nails the subjects you have chosen to engage. I am
jealous and envious, and will take any chance I can to advance your
observations and claim them as my own formulations.
Gene
Beets are a natural addition to a discussion of Beer. After all, they
are but one letter apart, for one thing. For another, Beer reminds
one of Germany and Beets are a common food in Germany. In addition,
Pickled Beets make a wonderful summer salad and summer is a great time
to drink Beer. Since Pickled Beets utilize vinegar, and wine should
not be sipped at the same time as consuming food with vinegar, Beer
becomes a natural beverage to enjoy with Pickled Beets. Finally, my
daughter in law, who I do like, does not like either Beer nor Beets.
I agree, however, that neither broccoli nor beets should be on a hot
dog. I must say that I wonder about both relish and pickle on a hot
dog. But for me and my family, we shall eat a bratwurst, cooked on a
grill after being parsimmered in beer and onion, then eaten in a bun
with brown mustard, chopped onion and sauerkraut.
Gene