This is the penultimate Oktoberfest post of 2025, which features a lager I picked up in July. It's been sitting in my fridge since, waiting patiently for this evening.
Beer, from the bottle.
I've never been one for fluff. As such, and specifically for this blog, I drink my beer as it's presented to me: from the bottle or can. That way you know exactly what you'll get if you run out and buy something I review (assuming, of course, that you drink it straight from its production container). Is it the way a brewer intends his or her product to be consumed? Probably not. But it's as close to straight from the barrel as we beer drinkers can get. It's pure. And I'm a purist.
My cats, Purrl, Háma, and Henrietta (and sometimes Lottie the dog), get in on the fun, too.