a month of beer — day four (Sheaf Stout)

I decided to experiment with the slightly upscale variation on the fo’ty theme– the 28oz oversized beers found all over. In Seattle, with its glorious beer-pretentionery in addition to its usual other pretensions, I found something called Sheaf Stout, from Australia.

It was thick and hearty, anyhow, and somewhat wheaty. For a fo’ty, it was of surprisingly solid quality as I drilled down to the bottom. As a tiny girl, anything over 16oz starts getting me loopy halfway in. The sheer volume of liquid plus any alcohol content and suddenly I am top-heavy. So in that regard, by the time I was halfway in it seemed a pretty swell three dollar purchase. But overall it is just another random stout, though a tad wheatier than usual.

Six monks out of ten, since I feel benevolent this moment.