Took the injured foot out to a sold-out Gang of Youths show at the Metro and managed to work another visit to Half Acre before doors opened.
The 2018 Big Hugs is flerkin’ incredulishous, and as it warms up, it becomes the absolute comfort of a stout that looks down on me for not wearing sweatpants in public. The Vela IPA had me clapping for them to adopt me, it was so clean and bright and new-thong-on, and the Space pale ale was the perfect blend of malty balls and hoppy tongue shine without reminding me of my new thong on.
But, I’ll be real here folks, what you don’t see is the plate of chorizo nachos I took down solo because my friends “felt full.” And, what you can’t see because I put them inside of me so fiercely, was the pickled red onion strategically placed around my hos of nac. Seriously, I told the server in the CAN I PET YOUR DOG sweater that I was considering going home and drafting pickled red onion fan fiction those things were so galdarn money.
We then went over to the Metro and enjoyed a final Half Acre by throwing back a can of Tuna, which is another throat coater I would wholeheartedly recommend. Drink Half Acre, listen to Gang of Youths, laugh with your friends, PICKLED RED ONION FAN FICTION. - Joel
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Brewery: Half Acre
From: Chicago, IL 🇺🇸
