Well, I had that one beer and couldn't finish it. Never even made it to my favorite Guinness. I had my drinking days too, working quite a few years in pubs and nightclubs in the 80s and 90s. Had my day of liquor then too but eventually took the word distilled out of my vocab. Strictly ferments for me. Also, living in the prairies for a while I hauled grain around and a lot of barley. Top grade stuff I hauled to some micro brew company down there in Chico, CA. Can't remember the name of it. Whatever the brewery is, you guys can be assured that they have high standards for their barley. One of my buddies had a load sent back after the probe exam didn't meet their standard. Anyway, nothing like the smell of barley, or any grain for that matter, when you walk into a grain bin. Then you really appreciate and demand flavor in your beers. Mind you, if you ever smelled rotting/moldy grain, you'd swear you stepped in dog shit. In fact, I think it's why dog shit smells the way it does. Anyway, like you guys, my drinking days are pretty much past me I think. I've always liked my Ganja over booze and I'm glad. I'm also finding that I'm getting a low tolerance for drunks these days too. I'd rather listen to stoopid talk from a pot head than Bullshit from a Boozer. I think there's a song in there Doob!