After being sick on-and-off for the last three week, I was looking forward to an American craft beer. As part of the Secret Santa I was involved in ’11, I received a bunch of Texas craft beer. The most prominent of the breweries represented (by sure numbers) was Jester King Craft Brewery. No offense to the craft breweries in Texas but I wasn’t overly enamored with the beers that were sent from my Secret Santa. Not that he didn’t he my ridiculous want list but that only one beer was in the style that I defined as my favorite. That that would be easy.
A quick side note on being sick: it only took me 17 days before I went to the doctor. He prescribed several drugs, one being an antibiotic. Less than 12 hours after taking said drugs, I was on my way to recovery. Moral of the story: I am jackass for not listening to my wife and going to the doctor earlier.
Now back to beer. Commercial Suicide was in front of the other Jester King beers, so it was the choice for the evening. As soon as I nicked off the crown, a loud ssshhhh emitted from the bottle. Contaminated? I quickly brought the bottle over to the sink so it wouldn’t fuel the wife with another reason to get angry with me. By the time it was in the sink, light brown foam was oozing from the top. Contaminated? I poured the beer into a glass, getting a good 99% fill of foam. I had to let it sit for a while to get straight beer. Contaminated. Shit. Drain pour. I wasn’t in the mood.
Not a good impression for Jester King that hasn’t made a great impression of me through two beers. I have one or two left but I am not looking forward to either, especially based on reviews that I have seen on websites. Enjoy!
Useless Fact: Approximately half the money paid out by fire-insurance companies in the United States is paid for fire loss due to arson.