|Do You See The Buried Treasure?|
Before starting to dig, I needed to decide what to bury in the hole in place of the beer that I was retrieving. You see, before I even knew that Dogfish sent new bottles of Olde School down here this year, there were already zero bottles remaining in all South Florida stores. Seems right for probably the most diligent and loyal customer of one particular retailer, don't you think? Anyway, this year I decided to bury a trio of Brooklyn Black Chocolate Stouts, with a box around them to add a little more protection, along with a few bags again.
|Good-bye, My Pretties!|
No sooner did I dig the hole, get a little dirt on my hands and try to take a few photos than my stupid 2002 Sony CyberShot DSC-P10 started giving me some stupid Lithium battery errors. Fuck. So I went inside, washed my hands and grabbed my iPhone. Let's see how these photos turn out.
It wasn't easy to rip through all the plastic and get the bottle out, but when I did, it was very moist inside. The bottle and label were wet and the cap had a bit of rust on it. As you know, it rains a lot in Florida. I'm not sure I was surprised by the fact that water ended up penetrating my 4-5 layers of plastic barriers, but I was a little pissed. Anyway, Mother Nature, we'll see soon if you damaged my precious beer! (Bitch!)
The End... For Now...
Update: Here is the drinking part of the review. Not sure which order you read these posts.