I have so much to share with you. I mean, who wouldn’t want to know the story behind this?
But it’s almost midnight, I have to be awake in too few hours, and I have a feeling it’s going to be one of those nights. So I’ll have to limit tonight’s bloggage to my attempt to review five beers without using the word “hoppy,” courtesy of a hand-crafted Belgian style brewery called Brouwerij ‘t IJ, conveniently located in the shadow of this windmill.
… de Gooyer, if you want to Google it.
Okay, the five beers, left to right
PLZEN: 7-Up grows up.
IJWIT: If wheat’s your mother, this is mother’s milk.
NATTE: And by Natte we mean nutty.
ZATTE: Starts like lemon zest, finishes like formaldehyde.
COLUMBUS: I want to say hoppy. Oops, I lose.
More later, -jv