From the smokestacks of Montreal to the Stacks of Sudbury. Time for some culture from the COMDB poet’s corner.
My abs are with Waldo, no where to be seen, time for a light beer, my fitness routine.
Stack’s tribute to the miners is what I picked, while I watch my Leaf’s get their asses kicked.
That’s Some Major Coin
Of course Sudbury is the Nickel City, with the Big Nickel* above ground and a lot of nickel below ground, it is the consummate mining town. Hard working and hard playing,* and deserving of a special beer to unwind after a day in the mine. As far as my Leaf’s go, they are down but not out, but the picture isn’t exactly rosy. They have dug themselves a hole as deep as a Sudbury mine. Another home ice beating to another damn Florida team.
How does Florida have not one but two NHL teams. They keep coming at you like those creepy scarab beetles in the “Mummy”*** movies. That reminds me. Only 9 shopping days left until Mother’s day. Flower’s, a card, and a six pack of your favourite beer that your old man dislikes (so it will be there whenever you visit) all seem like traditional and thoughtful gifts.
A Mother’s Day Reminder
But we are not reviewing my favourite beer, but rather this beer. How is that for shining the light on some foreshadowing. This brew pours golden, clear and headless, another feature that breeds concern. A full lager aroma, you wouldn’t know it was a light from the nose. First quaff is fizz, full body malt, and a touch of bitter, no, not really bitter more like that acidic aftertaste. Going for crisp and came up with an acid influx. It has a watery mouthfeel, more flavour than most light brews but, just like the Leaf’s last night, not the finish I was hoping for.
Although this brew is named after Sudbury, I would suggest a more fitting tribute to the miners would be Stack’s Saturday Night.
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