Friday, March 31, 2017
Beer Friday. Pilsner Urquell
This will be published well into my first week back and writing this on a day spent recovering from the last trip up. The plan today was to ride in the morning just like yesterday but it seems my body would have nothing of it. Instead it was a day of sloth which sadly felt real good. I know reading this before posting it up in camp I will be upset to have spent a day going absolute nothing but sitting here typing this now I just feel complete.
The trick is to not get into a rut, if it happens tomorrow it will carry on and soon I will be spending my days off hanging out at the likes of Costco and brothers and sisters. The very thought of that scares the living shit out of me. It scares me right down to my very core.
Pilsner Urquell is brewed in the mighty Czech Republic and is the first pilsner type blond ale that the world has ever seen. How old is this one you ask? Eighteen Forty Two is the year of it's inception which makes all the fancy new craft breweries hang their head in shame at the thought. Although the current craft breweries have incredible beer and thoughtful entertaining labels they cannot compete with an incredibly rich history.
We poured and were awarded with a golden rich brew that sported a three fingered head of fury that was puffy and frothy and had me a bit turned on. This bitch was sexy and I couldn't wait to dive into this one.
Could this be one of the best pilsner beers in the world? I think after the first sip some more should be drank before making such a bold statement but wow. That first sip was quite amazing. A malty crisp beer that is not big on the hops comes in and hugs your mouth. It was the perfect beer to drink after a day of do one hundred percent nothing. That right there tells me it is good for anything. I could not imagine having this after the end of my next hitch. The taste reminds me of my Moms fresh baked bread but it seems to add so much more. Each sip is an exercise in mouth orgasminess.
This beer gets 5 suds out of 5
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