[Day 1] Goose Island Bourbon County Stout

Yeah. You guessed it. MY FAVORITE BEER IN THE WORLD.

Considering this whole 12 Beers of Christmas thing is supposed to be about holiday and winter beers, I’m feeling pretty lucky that my favorite beer on earth just happens to be a winter release. It makes writing this “Day 1” post so much better.

Some of you may remember when I wrote about this beer last year. Even then I couldn’t begin to tell you how amazing it was, and I hadn’t even had it in over two years. In addition, I couldn’t find it in Seattle and was super bummed about it.


Goose Island‘s Bourbon County Stout is the epitome of the bourbon barrel-aged beer. At nearly 15% abv, it might even kill you, but that’s ok because I swear it will be worth it.

And this year, I actually get to drink it again.


There is a bottle shop in West Seattle (The Beer Junction), and I have sort of made friends with the owner. Every year since I moved to Seattle I have asked him if he was going to get any Bourbon County. And every year he has regrettably told me no.

Until now.

This year, it happened.

Bourbon County was released in Seattle.

I almost died.

The best part of this story is that they got so few bottles that they didn’t even announce it on their Facebook page, which is where I had been looking. So when I went in on Monday and they didn’t have it, the guy told me to check back Tuesday or Wednesday because that was delivery day.

But I couldn’t go until Thursday. And it was gone. OH NOES!!!!

But then, like a beer angel, the guy behind the register comes around to the front holding a single 12oz bottle of Bourbon County Stout and presents it to me. He had put it behind the register just for me, knowing that I would be devastated if I didn’t get one. It was the last bottle for sale, he said.


It’s kind of funny that I’m writing this post now, seeing as I haven’t even drunk my bottle of BCS yet. But I will. And you can be sure I will tell you all about it. For now, I will simply say the following:

This beer has singlehandedly made me feel joy, sadness, excitement, and depression. It has made me feel warm and fuzzy and wonderful inside, and has brought friends together in an effort to consume a 22oz bottle. It is the most wonderful beer in the world, released only at the most wonderful time of the year.

So, dear friends, Merry Christmas to you all. Find some friends and enjoy your favorite brew this holiday season. And fear not, when I get back to Seattle I will drink my Bourbon County and let you know all about the ecstasy that is barrel-aged beer.


It’s Drunktober!!

So it’s been 2 weeks since I have written, and a lot has happened (i.e. been drunk) between then and now.

Brief recap: Delicious beers from The Beer Junction in West Seattle, Fresh Hop Ale Festival in Yakima WA, some hiking (followed by some serious wine imbibing), pumpkin beers at The Beer Junction, and an impromptu beer and cheese tasting at home (more on that later).

October is my favorite month because drinking is pretty much the best at this time of year. That statement is pretty lame, mostly because drinking is awesome at any time of year. BUT, October is an amazing beer month.


Drunktober 1st marks the day that I begin searching for pumpkin beers. Some of these beers come out in September, but that’s still summertime here in Seattle, so no one wants squash in any form quite yet. Especially in beer. Give it a few weeks.

Ok, wait time over. PUMPKIN BEERS. Pretty much the best thing that has happened to beer was the development of squashing orange squashes into the mash or whateverthefuck that beer stuff is before it actually becomes beer. (I think mash is a thing? Sour mash? Maybe that’s just some beers? Whatever.)

I tried 10 pumpkin beers on Saturday. TEN! (Not whole beers, mind you. That would be ridiculous.) But I did a tasting of 10 pumpkin beers, and it was awesome. I am also going to a Pumpkin Beer Festival next weekend. If you think I’m crazy now, just wait until I write about that experience.

If it weren’t clear enough already, I love pumpkin beers. Like, who knew, right? But seriously, that shit is delicious. I don’t know who invented them, but I think it was this guy, and he happens to be head brewer at a brewery right near where I live. I am pretty much guaranteed to have a “pumpking” problem during the month of October.

(I love beer puns. Yet another problem.)

Another thing I did this weekend was this:

Also this!

If you don’t remember that time that I wrote about brunch, well…apparently it’s a thing in Seattle just as much as it is in Chicago. I’m pretty excited about that. (Because, let’s be real, there is no better meal than brunch.)

Sooooo, let’s see. Fresh Hops Festival, Pumpkin Beer Festival, all of the Fall seasonal beers, Oktoberfest remnants, and the beginnings of the Winter seasonals. How could you not love October?


[Next time on Christina’s Drinking Adventures: BEER+CHEESE=OMIGODILOVEIT. Also, more drinking abounds.]