Where do I go after drinking quite possibly the best beer ever created (Pliny the Younger, #2 in the world) and the most expensive liquor I’ve ever had? (Pierre Ferrand Cognac, Distilled in 1914)
That’s right, nowhere.
I’ve discovered a few things in the past several weeks of debauchery: 1) Alcohol can cause you to say dumb things (it can also make you feel happy sometimes). 2) Your liver is on the right side of your body (which doesn’t explain the aches I get on the left side of my abdomen). 3) I don’t think I’m a huge fan of cognacs.
Russian River’s Pliny the Younger triple IPA and Consecration sour ale were released a couple weeks ago, and have been hitting some of the local beer bars recently. I prepared myself for the ride, but I’d already been semi-binge drinking over the past several weeks anyway.
Both beers were ridiculously delicious, and totally worth the $9-13/pint I paid for the dozen or so pints I had.
Hi-Time Wine Cellar held a cognac tasting yesterday in Irvine. The h’ors d’evours (I hope I spelled that right) were actually very good. Frequent trips to the lunch table, a couple feet from our table, kept things in check.
Thirteen cognacs were served, ranging from around $100 to “$1500″ for a cognac distilled by French women in 1914 while their husbands were fighting the war. I say “$1500″ because the Pierre Ferrand rep wasn’t exactly sure how much they were going for (”$1000 or $1500″), and Hi-Time had one bottle left for $600. Anyway, it was extremely good, but the two snobs gentlemen across from us were obviously enjoying it more than I was. They ended up buying the bottle.
Fortunately, I’ve only put on one or two extra pounds over the past couple months, so my body’s at least kept it together. I can’t say I’ve been extremely productive, though, so I’m taking a break off the C2H5OH for a couple weeks to let things settle down.
Nothing much else to update in the life of Tony — the past several days have been lazy and enjoyable. I turned on my drum machines a couple days ago and went through some patterns I saved over Christmas. I haven’t felt like DJing lately, but I’m still listening to huge amounts of new music (at least a few hundred tracks and 5-6 hours of sets) each week. Maybe turning the knobs and pushing the buttons will keep me going.







