Tuesday Brews Day: Alesmith Speedway Stout

This past weekend I was subjected to the sniveling, screaming din that is Chucky Cheese(also known as home to inept parents everywhere). Lucky, or unlucky, for me they served generic fizzy yellow beer on tap to deaden the pain that comes with 100+ undisciplined rugrats. 

But this little event helped me realize that, for the past three weeks, I’d been trudging through flavorless generic beers. Ya screw that, I deserve better. I’m a material girl and I need some better material.

  
Stoutest of stouts

Today it’s back to the always beautiful San Diego, CA for an Imperial Stout that was named the #1 stout in the world(by Ratebeer.com). Every time I see this brew’s name it’s attached to some accolade or award. Crack one of these badboys open and you’ll understand why.

To be honest, I watched this brew sit in my fridge for a month. It packs 12% alcohol so I was intimidated as hell by it and just didn’t think I could finish the whole thing by my lonesome. When you let this brew lap down the side of your glass you’ll wonder if it might be easier drinking your truck’s 30 weight. 
Tempering brews for your pleasure

Once you’re brave enough to have a go, you taste massive coffee and roasted malts. If coffee and stouts are your thing(raising hand) then you have arrived, my friend. Here is your holy grail. Oh and let’s not forget the alcohol. This comes at the finish of the drink but not with any type of burning or harshness. Rather, it warms your innards like a high quality cup of Joe on a winter morn.

If you have a neck-brace, helmet and the necessary safety equipment, pick yourself up a Speedway Stout. It’s $10 a pop but there’s enough black gold in there to knock out a rhino.