Boozin’ Blog

If you have young kids, then this is their day. First, you have to strap them into the super hero or cartoon character costume that they excitedly picked out last weekend. Then you herd them out the door and into the street where you cautiously lead them from neighbor’s house to neighbor’s house and send them forth for candy - which you will pick through for razor blades and broken glass later at home. Or if you’re really anal you’ll load them into the minivan and head down to the local civic center or mall where every bit of fun and adventure of a kid’s Halloween has been stripped away for safety’s sake. Or if you’re extremely anal, then you’re heading off to church to pray for us sinners as we celebrate this satanic holiday.

But, if you’re a childless heathen like me, then you get to go have some real fun. Either you’re throwing a party or a friend has invited you to his. You get to go check out your boss’s trophy wife dressed in her slutty cheerleader costume or spend the night getting drunk and smoking cigars by a bonfire. My wife and I attend such a party each year. A friend of ours hosts it at her house in the country. It’s nice and big with plenty of places to crash for the night if the booze and merriment flow a little too freely to make the drive home reasonable.

BYOB is the standing rule for this party. One regular attendee and I always try to bring the hoppiest beer. Well, usually.  This year I’m bowing out of the contest. I’m bringing a split sixer of Founder’s Dirty Bastard Scotch Ale, the perfect bonfire-side, cigar puffing beer. Rich, chocolaty and caramelly with an 8.5% ABV that tastes way boozier than that giving the beer a strong backbone. I’m also bringing Avery’s IPA - not the hoppiest beer in town but a very nice ale. My wife, not being a fan of either of those beers, is bringing her usual six-pack of Woodchuck Pear Cider. She can drink that stuff like it’s water.

So those are our plans. What’s your Halloween tradition?

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