So
shrijani and I were in de likka sto lookin' fo sommin to drank, and I walked back to the cooler to check out the beers. Lo and behold I found myself starin' at a beer package that looked like it belonged around a Meat Loaf album, or maybe it could do stand-in for one of those Molly Hatchet Frazetta covers.
She'd not only heard of the beer but said it was pretty damn good, and, while it's cold, it is. So don't open one if you tend to distraction.
Later on there was fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy, but that's for later on.