Lauginitas Lil' Sumptin Sumptin

Yeah, that's right. I got a little sumptin sumptin for you. Yeah, you, you dirty ol' brewhaha. That's right. That's right. Thaaaaat's right. I got just the taste for you. Lil spicy. Lil crispy. Lil tart, yeah, you like that tartness, don't you. Lil extra right there under that dirty ol tongue of yours. MmmmmHmmm. MMMMMHHHHMMMMMMHHHMMMMMHHHHMMMM. Delicious. And tell you what, shhhhhh, but that other one, that Lil Wild Sumtpin', you best watch out for that one. That one gon' break your throat.

Bridgeport Kingpin Red

As we all know, red ales are among the finest fermented beverages known to the global pantheons throughout mythological history. When that ale, however has been doubly brewed and hopped in triplicate, the result is something that could have only, and obviously, been made in Oregon.

Bridgeport brewing, long an unremembered standard of the Portland scene, has reached out to take a stranglehold on the red-headed underbelly of the city of roses. Kicking down wharf house doors with a hard-nosed, readily alcoholic 7.5% and using it to drown fools at the dirty junction of the Willamette and the Mighty Columbia rivers, Kingpin is the undisputed tyrant of the Pacific Northwest.

Beermigos Rating: Burger and Brew. Although complex enough to warrant onesy brew status, the fact that you'll inevitably drink two or three of these guys means you should probably back that up with some meat, cheese, bun and probably double bacon.

Ninkasi Believer Red

Last night I drank six pints of Ninkasi Believer Red and today I feel like a champion. The crazy part is, I felt even better than that last night after drinking those six Believers.

Honestly, whenever I drink Red Ale, I feel as though I can conquer the world. Believer just happens to be the best Red Ale ever produced. Fortunately, I have no deigns to conquer the world. I just want you to drink six of these pints.

Love,

Pat