Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Monday, 12 December 2016
Rocking Rudolph
Two weeks ago, there were major disruptions on the train line I use to commute, so I had to wait a while at the nearest pub to the station on my way back. It infuriated me, but in the meantime I decided to have a half pint waiting. Of course I had a Christmas ale, 'tis being the season to be drinking and all. It is not the first time I had Rocking Rudolph, at least I don't think so, but there are a lot of beers with Rudolph and his red nose on the label. It was quite enjoyable, or at least it made me forget my commute issues. Rocking Rudoplph is a typical Christmas beer: dark and spicy, so it got me in the spirit of the season for a moment. Not my holy grail, but I prefer it to the song that inspired the name of the beer, which I always found utterly stupid. Anyway, a dark beer on a dark night in a dark pub when Christmas is coming is maybe the best of a bad situation.
Not a bad situation at all!!!
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