Finally some action (in terms of beer)

I just got back from that bar that serves "beers from around the world" in Eastwood. But everytime I go there, it seems the Brooklyn Black Choco Stout is unavailable. What a tease. I went with something called Rogue Dead Man's Ale (or something like that) and Timmerman's Fruit of the Forest. Philip didn't even touch his Zombie cocktail because his stomach started feeling acidic once he got it. Boo. So I had to drink it for him. Yay. We went to pick up my mommy from Auntie Aida's while buzzed.