Goose Island IPA. A fortuitous find in the cellar at my folks’ house. Poured into a frosty beer mug, it was a golden orange color with a hoppy, fruity, iron sniff to it. The taste was your standard IPA hoppy tangy citrus blast. It certainly wasn’t as strong as some IPAs in the hops department, so if you’re just getting into IPAs, Goose Island’s would be a good choice. It has more complexity than just hops-slapping you in the mouth. My beer buddy described this as having a malty sweet taste on the front and then ending with a bitter grapefruit finish.
Story Time!
That’s a goose in that picture. And if you couldn’t tell by the dust and dulled eyes, it’s a dead goose. A taxidermied goose. I thought it was an appropriate prop. And his dandy raffia ribbon bowtie is leftover from another photoshoot. For our family Christmas card. Unlike other families who send out holiday greetings graced with smiling human faces in tropical vacation spots, my parents (or more likely my father) decided to eschew convention.
“Let’s put all of our taxidermy on our Christmas Card!”
“You know what would be even better? If they had ribbons! And Santa hats!”
“This is a great idea!”
And thus, we sent probably the oddest card that anyone received that winter. But who doesn’t like a festive coyote and body-less deer bringing holiday cheer?
If I get enough comments, I will try and find the picture and post it. ❤
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