When in Italy.....

So James and I, in an attempt to locate the best beers for our hard earned Euros, have set out on a kind of taste-testing mission of local brews. Being the first night after work in the shop, last nite we were in much need of a run of tasty adult beverages. This is the photo of the night's selection....

You will notice the green bottle tradition that hales from Thé Holland. You might also notice the store brand akin to the days of old when you could shop at a Gemco and buy white label "beer", that would be the "birra" on the left in yellow. You might also notice, and that is only if you are more astute than James or myself, that the beer second from the right has a label that clearly states in large letters "birra analcolica" which is not a yellowing of the peri-anal area, but the demarcation of non-alcoholic beer. Yeah. We bought a 4 pack of that shit too cause it was cheap! Lesson learned - the hard way.

Tonight we had Italian escorts to the store, Signora Elisa and Signore Jon to the bigger mall-like shopping centre. Needless to say it was cheaper, it was friendlier, and it was less sweatty with escorts who could explain the subtle lingusitic differences. Tonights selection fit in a large box...

And not one of those shiny delicious bottles cost more that a Euro and a half.... tha'ts less than 2 bucks to you Yanks...and they are big...

We also had chips and guacamole - a food item I had consigned to the dead when I stepped on the plane, I figured I wouldnt see it till I got back to the states, and not consume it till I got back to So-Cal.

Tonight's taste test is between Konig Pilsner and a beer with little fan fare or description called M & N, which is best described as a Pilsner Urquel knock off. With a price descrepency of almost 25 Euro Cents (and they actually are called Euro Cents) I would go with the M&N although Jame's discerning tastebuds prefered the sale priced 75 Euro Cent Konig.

Either way, we win, cause we are drinking beers in Italy after a good day in the shop - a couple tune ups, a couple builds, and some organisation that has our boss Igor looking like he hired teen topless carwash models to work the summer - I think he loves us. After home-made pizzas which by the way... James can actually cook, I take all the desparaging things I ever said about him microwaving cans of Chef Boy-R-Dee Raviolis for dinner back, officially... we headed to the shop to chat and enjoy a little shot of the world famous apertivi Frenet. If you havent had any, try some. For those who have, Ethan, Danny, sorry to rub it in but they sell the stuff at the local grocer, and its CHEAP!


Bon Apertivo Bitches!

S.