It’s a lonely night here at Chez Myers — my wife couldn’t make it home through the blowing snow and occasional whiteouts, so she’s holed up in a hotel down the road, while I’m left home alone with nothing but the Blue Paddle Pilsner Lager.
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It’s not bad, but it’s no substitute.