I have a bit of a wine hangover, but my keg of yuengling is calling my name.
A couple of Romanian friends drank me into the ground for the Liverpool-Chelsea match this afternoon. I'm in pain.
Korean food is good.
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Local brewery that does it right, 8 am Baseball game with my son might hurt
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And it is two hours away, every damn weekend with this travel ball team
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I paired it withe salmon I am cedar plank grilling.
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I don’t think I could survive with a keg in my house. I admire your restraint.
Draft beer tastes better, and you can't keep track of how much is consumed.
It's a win win.
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