Beer on a Budget- Schlafly APA

22 Jun

“Milk is for babies.  When you grow up you have to drink beer.” ~ Arnold Schwarzenegger

If you can tell me how to pronounce this correctly, you win the prize

So here is the deal my friends, there is nothing better on a summer Friday afternoon, than coming home, kicking back on the porch and having a nice cold beer.

I haven’t blogged about it much, but myself and the Boy in the past year or so have really enjoyed learning about and tasting craft beer.  We’ve tried more styles and more beers than we can count, the Boy has actually started brewing, and it’s become one of our favorite games to hunt down beers we haven’t had and give them a spin.

All of that said, craft beer is delicious but it can be expensive.  Hence, Beer on a Budget.  Now that I am in law school and living off of money that is not mine, I haven’t really been allowing myself to indulge in my favorites.  During school, with all the traveling, it made sense, but this summer I thought it would be fun to allow myself to once a week, hunt down the sales on craft beer and introduce the flavor of the week.

I feel like most people just pick up what they see in the grocery store, because it’s cheap and they know what they’re getting, which is exactly what I used to do. With Beer on a Budget, I hope to introduce you to new breweries, new styles, and new favorites, all without breaking the bank.  It’s a beer you can afford to grab a six pack of, invite friends over and savor those summer nights with.

The Boy is the real expert on craft beer, and although I don’t know as much yet, I have absolutely loved learning about it with him.  The craft beer industry is as interesting and colorful as the beers they create.  So while introducing you to what’s in my frosted glass on a given week, I hope to learn along with you.  And hopefully, those who are much better versed in the craft beer industry will chime in and give their take.  So, without further ado, week 1 of Beer on a Budget, featuring Schlafly APA.

Schlafly American Pale Ale

The first time I had Schlafly APA was at one of my favorite watering holes in Nashville, 12th South Taproom.  It was on draft and it was love at first sip.

It was not long before that I was first introduced to Bell’s Hopslam, a double IPA that was sweet as honey and just seemed to melt in your mouth.  The Boy and I got it by the case because we quickly learned that people traveled across state lines every winter when this delicacy came out to stock up.  After tasting it, I knew why.  Since having Hopslam though, I hadn’t had anything that resembled that delicate citrus or floral flavor, until I was introduced to Schlafly APA.

As I said, I am not an expert, but to me, this year-round American Pale Ale from St. Louis seemed to be my solution for the spring, summer and fall while Hopslam was not on the shelves.  Although Hopslam is a Double India Pale Ale and Schlafly is an American Pale Ale, even untrained tastebuds like mine were drawn to the subtle similarities in both.  There was something I liked there.

A couple of weeks later however, when I ordered a bottle of Schlafly APA somewhere else and  I was greeted with a much more bitter taste. That was not what I remembered.  I was so disappointed.  Since, I have been a bit skittish about purchasing it.

Last Friday however, on my way home from work, I stopped at Cork ‘n Bottle, one of my favorite places to find good beer here on my side of the river.  They have amazing specials and I had seen them tweet earlier that Schlafly 6-packs were on sale for $6.99.  You can’t beat that for craft beer people.  So of course I went over.  I had intended to try a different style but the APA was staring me in the face and heck, I’m all for second chances.  Remembering a conversation I had with the Boy, I decided to see if I could find the bottled by date to see how fresh it is.  Yes, I like you, didn’t know that mattered for beer but turns out it does.  Oh the things I’m learning!

Cork ‘n Bottle receives a fresh shipment of Schlafly weekly and I was assured it was one of the freshest beers on their shelves, as was witnessed by the bottling date.

As soon as I took it home and popped open the bottle, I knew this was the beer I remembered from the porch of 12th South.  It was fresh, citrusy, hoppy, and had just the right amount of bitterness.  This was just what I had wanted and at a bargain price!  At 5.9%, this is the perfect beer for those summer nights with friends, cookouts and neighborhood parties in the park.

As my ancestors in Italy would say, Cin-Cin, or to your health!  And your wallet as well in this instance!

Cascade Hops

What I’ve learned about American Pale Ale (APA):

Many consider APA’s the bolder and hoppier American cousin of traditional English Pale Ales.  APA, a style that was pioneered by the likes of Sierra Nevada, is normally crisper and generally more hoppy than the typical India Pale Ale (IPA) and has a distinct American hop character.

Schlafly APA for example is dry hopped with whole cone American hops including Cascade, Chinook and Athanum hops.  Dry hopping, as I’m learning, is a process where hops are added after fermentation and are left to soak, in Schlafly’s case, for 7 days.  This significantly increases the hop character of both the aroma and flavor of the beer without increasing the bitterness.

This process, used by both Schlafly and Bells, adds that delicate floral and citrusy taste that I love.  When buying an APA, I would suggest looking at the bottled date because in this case, the fresher the better!

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An Officer, a Lawyer…Dad

20 Jun

He didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.  ~Clarence Budington Kelland

A Day for Dad. From We Heart It.

Last weekend, the Boy came to town and it was such a great weekend.  Well, more than a weekend.  He came in Tuesday night, we went on a roadtrip to Chicago to see family, a great concert, and best of all was that he didn’t have to go home the very next day.

Friday afternoon, when I got back from my internship, the Boy and his family met me at my apartment and we made our way up to his family’s house for the weekend.  I know I’ve mentioned it before but I count it as such a blessing that I not only have met an amazing man but bonus…his family is fantastic and I love them to pieces.

We had a blast with them this past weekend.  We hung out, laughed, lounged on the porch, went to the farmers market…but one of the coolest things to me was an event we went to Saturday night…

You see, Saturday night, we went to a benefit at the fairgrounds for Sargent Dulle, a Warren County officer who was killed in the line of duty.  It was one of those events where you know you should be sad but you simply can’t because you look around and are amazed at the immense and intense outpouring of love and support from everyone in the room.

It was at the fairgrounds, and it was a beautiful night. Officers and their families, firefighters, and hundreds from the community came to show their support.  It was truly beautiful to see a community come together.

What was really interesting for me was to watch the Boy’s family.  The Boy’s dad is on the force and has been for a number of years in many capacities.  When we walked in, familiar faces came up to shake his hand and marvel at how his Boy had grown, because you see they remember when he was a little boy playing around the office and coming to see dad.  There were smiles, hugs, new stories to be shared, and old stories to be remembered.

Mom and Dad Last Father's Day

As all of this was going on around me, I kept thinking about how the Boy’s dad would always say that he’s always wanted better for his boys.  He wants them to go on to do better and be better than what he was.  And I think all parents want that for their kids.

But you see, as I was standing there watching what was going on around me, and thinking about all the things I’ve learned from and about my dad, I’m not sure if there is better success.

These men set the bar high.  Success, as I am beginning to understand it from these men, is measured in relationships.  It is measured in experience and in giving of yourself.

When I think of dad I think of Haagen-Dazs ice cream as likely one of my first solid foods. I think of rolling in the leaves at Jonquil and sitting in his grip by the window looking at the stars and listening to Pirates games.  I think of laughing till my belly hurts, more John Wayne and Jimmy Stewart movies than I could ever try to remember and drawing on legal pads in his office.  I think of Bruce Springsteen music being played in the basement and rocking me to sleep while he sang Brown Eyed Girl.  I think of card games, ok, him beating me at card games, late night road trips to Michigan and him falling asleep with a book in his hands.

But beyond those memories, I think of the example he’s set.  Always forgive.  Never be to proud to say you’re sorry.  Love unconditionally.  Be generous and help whoever comes your way.  Listen. Be patient.  Always be curious and never stop learning. Sometimes what needs to be said is not what is easiest to be heard.  Say your please and thank you’s.  Believe in and support those around you. Family comes first.  Always work hard and do your best.  And find your passion.

Dad

The thing is, your parents always want you to do better than they did. But the older I get and the more I learn about and from my parents, in this case my dad, the more I am so proud to be their daughter and think that if I could simply be half the amazing person my dad is…I will have done alright!

I love you dad.  Thank you for leading by example, for always loving me and supporting me no matter what. Thank you for encouraging me to be the best person I can.

Dad, you are my hero and I am so glad you are in my life.  Thank you for your wisdom, and thank you for being the best example a girl can have of a loving man, father and husband.

Happy Father’s Day!

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Diary of a Law Student

9 Feb

“Do you think she woke up one morning and said: I think I’ll go to law school today.” ~Professor Callahan

I know.

I just can’t help myself.

I can’t stay away from the Legally Blonde quotes when I’m talking about law school.

Forgive me.

But I have some big news so I’m excited and when I get excited I tend to want to laugh…

I know, it’s weird.

What’s even worse is that that is my reaction when something really awful happens.  I’m working on it.

But again, forgive me.

Ok, so the big news…

Remember that time when I decided to quit my job and go to law school, all the crazy stuff that happened along the way and then how everything just fell in place, even if it was at the last minute?

Then fast forward to right now, where I am in my second semester of my 1L year and although it is crazy and hectic, I am absolutely loving it!

Well I have been given an amazing opportunity to be one of the law students that posts on the law school’s blog and I couldn’t be more excited!

Of course I’m really looking forward to writing about all the crazy things that go on in law school.  But more than that, as someone who benefited so much from all of you who read who are in the legal profession or in law school, and have encouraged me along the way, I want to pay it forward.

I love all the funny stories you all have shared with me to make me feel comfortable, the advice to steer me in the right direction and how everyone, no matter what school you went to, had THAT kid in your class.  But more than that, it’s the community and like I said, I want to pay it forward to those who are going through the process I did recently.

Some of it will be informative and informational, but for my first law school blog…I will write about my first day of law school where you are terrified of your own name!

I’d love for you to check it out and let me know what you think.

Oh, and don’t be freaked out by the long hair.

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Go Ahead and Judge…I would

27 Jan

“Open confession is good for the soul.” ~Scottish Proverb

If it is as Miss Chatterbox says, and imitation is the greatest form of flattery, well ladies…consider yourself flattered.

These two insanely funny ladies have thrown caution to the wind and have in one of their first (but I am confident not the last) bold moves of 2011, bared it all and shared their 11 confessions of 2011.  I was intrigued.  And on a day that I was really excited to share some great news with you only to find out it has to wait…well, perfect time to confess right.

Alright, here we go.

1. I am a repeat offender apartment eavesdropper. Sorry but I am.  If you are loud, I’m going to hear it and probably take sides.  Recently the neighbor beside me and his girlfriend have been fighting about law school.  He never spends time with her apparently.  Poor thing.  Oh wait.  He’s in law school!  Oh, I see.  Side switched.  I am considering going down there and practicing my meditating skills. But until then I’ll just judge to myself behind the wall.

2. I may have gone outside to build a snow man by myself. Oh fine, this is confessions right.  I DID go outside with my trusty dog Caesar and build a snowman by myself.  I’m not used to the snow so I got excited.  Caesar loved it too.  And in the interest of full disclosure, there may have been a snow angel. FINE. There was a snow angel.

3. I will still eat Taco Bell, “beef filling” or “taco meat filling.” Amanda Obney, on behalf of all those similarly situated in the general public, is bringing a class action suit against Taco Bell for fraud and for falsely advertising their “meat” filling.  We were reading this complaint yesterday before class and all I kept thinking was 1.) who REALLY thought that was legit meat in there? Come on. And 2.) I am craving Taco Bell.  Call it what you will but I like it and have since been craving it.

4. I watch the Bachelor. Ugh, I know.  I.just.can’t.stop.

5. I may have to spray tan this year. I know.  How vain.  I know, I know. But here’s the deal…Remember this little thing called Barrister’s Ball.  Well it is cocktail dress attire which means little black dress.  This also means, shockingly white legs.  It has to be done.

6. I make a character judgment about you if you read the last page of the book first.

7. I cannot watch a TV series on TV. I just don’t have the patience for it I guess.  When we watched 24 in college.  We got the DVD’s, enough food for a weekend and sat there for the whole weekend going straight through each time we got a new season.  Office, same thing.  It’s like I can’t hear the credit music without immediately hearing the opening music.  It’s like Pavlov’s dog.  I hear closing credits and immediately hit next.  It’s a problem.

8. Caesar has a new pair of shoes. I hate clothes on dogs.  I don’t understand it at all.  Who does that to a dog.  You know the dog doesn’t like it.  When Caesar and I walk in the morning you can see it in their eyes.  Caesar even gets uncomfortable.  But here’s the deal, my poor little guy was messing up his feet on walks since it’s been so dang cold out.  So we’re going to try it.  Booties.  That’s what they are called.  It hurts my heart to do it.  Trust me Caesar, this is going to hurt me way more than it’s going to hurt you.

9. I am a Southerner. This is big for me people.  Born in raised in Pittsburgh, when my family moved us to Atlanta, I NEVER thought I’d consider myself a Southerner and align myself with “y’all” sayers and Coke drinkers even though it’s truly Sprite. And although I still don’t say y’all, I’m still a Pepsi girl and I still love my hometown, now that I’m away from Nashville and Atlanta, I miss it. Not that I’m going to start flying  a flag out of the back of my truck or anything, but I am starting to see different aspects of the South that I’ve brought up with me for law school and I love that.  Yes Sweet Tea counts. I am a huge proponent of being proud of what and where made you who you are.  For me, it will always be Pittsburgh and now the South.  I love it and miss it terribly.

10. I lie when I tell people where I live. I know, I know, after #9 this may not make sense but this is a slow process for me people.  You can’t expect to throw me into Kentucky and own up to it right away.  Plus, it’s so close to the river so The Boy, who is from the fine city of Cincinnati (look how far I’ve come) has given me his blessing to say, “The greater Cincinnati area.”  Seriously though, who am I kidding?  It’s Kentucky.  My car bears the evidence.

11. I no longer look like a 12-year-old. I went to go get 10+ inches cut off of my mane right before Christmas and the hairdresser looked at me in the mirror after it was done and said, “I really like this on you. You don’t look like a 12-year-old anymore.” To which I then took my Hello Kitty purse and stormed out of the door to call my friends on my pink cell phone.  Or I just said thank you ;)  I like the Hello Kitty story better.

What is one of your 2011 confessions?

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With a Black and Yellow Coffee Stirrer

25 Jan

Given enough coffee, I could rule the world.  ~Author Unknown

I have never been one of those people who brings their mug to a coffee establishment but today, if we were meeting for coffee, I’d bring my Steelers mug.
For those of you who do not know, my boys in black and gold are headed to the Superbowl in two weeks and this girl from Pittsburgh who grew up going over to her grandparents house with the whole family to watch the games and knows there no other royalty other than the Rooneys…is thrilled.  And is for the first time bringing a mug to a coffee shop.

But I would tell you that that is not the only exciting thing happening in two weeks.  Oh no, Superbowl  weekend is going to be jam packed with football, great food, yelling, screaming, excitement, amazing beer, friends, nerves and a dance.  Now which of those doesn’t fit.

Yes.  A dance.  A Barrister’s Ball to be exact.  And I would tell you that I need your help my dear friends because I haven’t been to a dance in ahskdfowks years.  Lets just say a lot and leave it at that.  I’m nervous not just because of that but because the dance is at Paul Brown stadium, and I’m concerned that if I go to the Bengals stadium the weekend my boys are in the Superbowl, bad things will happen.  The Boy is helping me work through that though.

I’m thinking instead of a rabbit’s foot maybe I will figure out how to make a dress out of the Terrible Towel. But yellow has never been my color so actually, I would tell you, I need some help with the dress. I’m doing this kind of backwards because I know where I’m getting the shoes (thanks sis for getting me hooked on DSW) but the dress is posing a problem.  Natasha, the ever fun and fashionable blogess over at A Day in the Life, who always has the most adorable dresses, gave me some great ideas but now I would ask you, where do you look when you need to find that perfect dress?

I would probably tell you about my first week of law school and how I feel like I am going to love this semester even more than the last. I’d share my harrowing tales of escapades driving in the snow…or is it ice-capades.  I’d tell you about my new fabulous reading group I’ve joined to ensure that red case books are not all I’ll read this semester. We’d laugh about searching for summer internships and how weird it will be to be an intern again when I used to hire them.  And I’d tell you how I’m about to start going to spin classes, ab classes, and strength classes at the gym this week as I start the uphill battle of getting back in shape and am nervous because…

a.) my limbs will fall off.
b.) I’ll be the girl who is gasping for air in the back.
c.) won’t have the strength to lift my law books after strength class.  or
d.) all of the above.

And that even though my answer would probably be d, I can’t wait to get back to working out.

I would tell you I have so much more to tell you and so much more to hear about you but that will have to wait for another day.

Then as we  headed out the door, energized in the way only a great conversation over coffee can, I would tell you how great it was to sit down, talk and laugh with you over coffee.

In Tomlin we trust.

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This New Year’s Present

5 Jan

“Yesterday is history.  Tomorrow is a mystery.  And today?  Today is a gift.  That’s why we call it the present.”  ~Babatunde Olatunji

Photo from We Heart It.

I have learned a lot this past semester.  Not just about torts or civil procedure but more importantly and in my eyes, more beneficial, I’ve learned about who I am.    It’s all seemed to hit me this winter break.  Maybe it’s because my mind has room in it for things other than case names and briefs, or the spare time and extra sleep, or maybe it’s the fact that I’m reading and writing again. But regardless of the reason, this break has been full of learning in its own right.

Apparently I was slow on the pick up for one of these life lessons until it came along and slapped me in the face while catching up on my google reader.  For the life of me I don’t know why I can’t ease into these things.

These three lovely ladies could not have said it better.  The other night when I read these words I  realized what I had been doing all semester and had yet to put a finger on.

For the past year and a half, I have been living in the future instead of truly enjoying and embracing the today, which for a goal driven gal shouldn’t be that surprising. However, it was realizing what that was doing to me and those around me that really stopped me in my tracks.

First it was looking forward to being done with the LSAT, then it was getting accepted into the school of my choice, then it was moving, then getting through the semester and conquering finals.  I have been so ahead of myself.  Goals and dreams are a wonderful thing, something I will always have but I can’t let it be a blinder to the present.  I have been living with the “hurry up and wait” attitude.  Hurrying through law school so I can take the bar, get a job and become an attorney.  Hurrying through the moving from year to year to a different place and time in another state with distance between me and those I love so I can be in the same state as my best friend, be back in the city I love, stay in one place for while, be with friends again, and so many more.

That ends today.

This semester and this year, I want to really focus on the present each day brings.  I have no idea what is in store for this year but I have resolved to enjoy and live every single minute of it.  I can’t control what happens but I can control who I am and who I become and in the words of Dawn Joy, one of the lovely ladies mentioned above, “I want to see today.  I want to see all the beauties of the here and now.”  I want to see the beauty in the in between.

I’m going to stop seeing life as a finish line.  I’m going to enjoy the journey and the path along the way because from what I’ve been thinking, and what I’ve learned, that’s what you remember about races, not so much the finish line but the people, the triumphs and the struggles along the way.

I’m going to enjoy how distance strengthens relationships, shows us new things about the people we love, its late night phone calls and weekends that can’t be beat.  I am not going to let busyness get in the way of keeping up with friends and family who are far away but find that sweet spot amidst the craziness to stay connected to those I miss.  I’m  going to learn my new city and find places to call my own.  I’m going to open myself up, meet new people and build relationships with those I am around.  I’m going to every day be thankful for the beautiful life I have today instead of constantly looking forward to the dreams of tomorrow.

I’m going to embrace and enjoy every step of 2011.

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Books?!? Books for Christmas?

3 Jan

As a former children’s book publicist, the first thing I did when I saw this video was zoom in to make sure it was not one that was published by a certain publisher in Nashville, TN. Again, old habits die hard ;)

You would think that after reading nonstop for a whole semester, to the point my eyes were in danger of crossing irreversibly, I would never want to look at the written word again.  However, this winter break books were exactly what I DID want for Christmas.  I had so many good ones still left over from this summer and ones that sat half-read and neglected on my bedside table once the craziness of Fall began.  Then of course right as finals started rearing their ugly head, all the “Best Books of 2010″ lists come out.  It’s enough to make a girl anxious to catch up.

So with my hideous Con Law, Civ Pro, Torts, and Contracts books in their 1L grave, I am finally able to read for pleasure again. Although I do have the irresistible urge to pick up highlighters and start marking different plot developments.  You know, just in case someone cold calls and asks about the plot.  Habit I guess.

The first book on my list was The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest.  This book is to blame for this post not going up until now.  I just couldn’t put it down.  It was the one I had saved for last this summer and didn’t get to it when everything got crazy.  This is the last in the Stieg Larsson’s Millennium series and unlike most series, this one simply gets better and better.  I wanted to make sure I had it done before break was over because this is not a read 5 pages and then set it down book.  Once you get sucked in, there’s no hope of returning.

I have also been reading a lot about the movies that are in the works.  The first, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo will release next December with David Fincher (Fight Club, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and most recently The Social Network) as the director.  I think he’s going to be absolutely perfect for these movies and for once a movie might live up to the book.  Either way though, I wanted to make sure I was done with the series before it made it’s way to the silver screen.

For Christmas I got some great books as well.  Actually, one great book, a McSweeney’s issue and the coveted gift of all book nerds lovers, a gift card.  Unlike the little one in the above video, I’m really excited about these Christmas presents.  My brother gave me Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. I love the gifts from my brother each Christmas because it is either a new band who I have heard of but never gone to get the cd, and it ends up being my favorite or a book, like this year, that somehow got buried on my Amazon list but is one I should have read a long time ago.

I had heard of Mitchell through different literary circles and seen his book The Thousand Autumns of Jacob Zoet  on the Best of lists for 2010.  Cloud Atlas is Mitchell’s third book and was up for the Man Booker Prize.  Mitchell, who in 1997, was listed as one of the top 100 most influential people in the world by Time magazine, is known for weaving together different styles and genres and from what I’ve read, this book is no different.  In Cloud Atlas there are six separate narratives each set in a different time or place each with it’s own unique style.  After reading about Mitchell, I am really excited to read this!

My brother also gave me McSweeney’s Issue 33, the San Francisco Panorama.  It looks like a full color Sunday edition sized newspaper and it contains everything you would expect, sports, arts, comics, and a magazine insert.  McSweeney’s says it’s “basically  an attempt to demonstrate all the great things print journalism can (still) do, with as much first-rate writing and reportage and design.” Articles are written by Michael Chabon, Stephen King, Miranda July, and so many more.   It combines everything I love.  I miss getting the paper every morning like I did in Nashville and staying in the loop on all things publishing.  Since it’s not my job to read literary journals, they have fallen to the wayside with law school but I am bound and determined to keep up this semester with my favorites like McSweeney’s and The Oxford American.

The last books is one that has intrigued me for a while.  It’s on almost every best of list, including the heavy hitters like the New Yorker, NYT, LA Times, San Fran Chronicle, Wash Post and Time, and I’m interested to see what it’s about and hear what you think about it.  It is written by Pulitzer Prize winner Stacy Schiff and has been called compelling and captivating.  I have always been fascinated by history and secretly, my favorite types of books have always been biographies although it’s rarely what I will pick up (I’m sensing a theme here, good books that get lost in the shuffle).  I am intrigued by Cleopatra, the myths that surround her and the truth to be found within the pages.  Have you read this book?  What did you think?

There are so many more for this list but we’ll have to save them for later! I can’t get too ambitious this winter break.  It is a break after all right ;)

What are you reading this new year?  What books would you put on the Best of 2010 list?

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