Well that be in my glass this evening as well
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Well that be in my glass this evening as well
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That's a bummer man. Maybe I'll have to set some up with you as an exchange when I get to NJ.
This.
I'm pulling a [MENTION=130]goldfly[/MENTION] and going to Europe for a month tomorrow. I expect to see Wood all the way back up when I return, as well as the Nationals far back (in the standings) and Chip far gone (down the pantsless path to the white dragon).
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That sounds awesome. Have a great trip.
With that time of the year coming
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Mmmmmm.. declicious. Probably the best Hefeweizen I've ever had
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This tonight. So much this
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I"ve heard of 2 ways. First is adding when you are heating your mash. Second and more common is to put in a cheesecloth or muslin bag or paint straining bag so you can rack it off with less issues.
Where did your picture of Pula go?
I spent several months in Croatia (Zagreb/Split/Hvar/Brac) earlier this year. One of Europe's remaining hidden gems, for sure. Did you take the ferry over from Italy, or are you working your way down the Dalmatian?
The aerial shot wasn't mine: just a brief place-holder while I started combing through photographs I actually took (like the two above, also of Pula and its environs).
I'm (sadly) back in the US now, but Istria was pretty much the fulcrum of my journeys: the culmination of two weeks moving down central Europe (about a week—after a day's stop in Utrecht—in Danish lands (mostly Copenhagen), German Hansa, and Brandenburg, then another week in Bohemia and Pannonia) and the gateway into the next two-and-a-half weeks (northern Italy—Veneto and Emilia-Romagna, primarily, with pit-stops in Lombardy and Liguria—and Provence). So, I actually took the ferry out of Istria, retracing (to a degree) Gustave Aschenbach's route to the Fallen Queen of the Seas. Reaching Istria by rail—as we did—is in fact much more complicated than ferries: after a night in Ljubjlana (a pretty wonderfully-quaint capital city, just out of the Alps on the edge of a marsh-plain) we trained back up into the mountains, towards Trieste and Slovenia's narrow band of Adriatic shore, before switching to a two-car train in the little junction of Hrpelje Kozina—a morning train that is the only train of the day from that direction into Istria (there's also a once-daily train from the east out of Rijeka), and which literally sat on the tracks for well over two hours past its scheduled departure-time, waiting for our delayed train from Ljubjlana to arrive.
The Rockabye Baby channel on Pandora for those with wee kids.
I downloaded that **** when it came out on facebook, cause it's worth it.