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Several of the Special Dark bars are sold in the impulse-buy areas at the Krogers here in Blacksburg, VA. You're talking about the kind that comes either with or without cranberries, blueberries, and almonds, right?

Judging from the comments in this article, I've got no taste in chocolate, but I really like those. I don't care for milk chocolate, so I wouldn't know if there was a good one out there. I rarely buy good chocolate since it's kinda pricey and not terribly good for my weight =) Plus, I need the financial and caloric budget to drink good beer.

Why go to Belgium for Belgian-style beer? North America has some amazing offerings...

• Unibroue
• New Belgium Brewing Company

Several breweries also make one or more Belgian-style beers even though the brewery isn't know primarily for Belgian beer... BeerAdvocate would be the place to find those.

Weak beer.

I'ma get modded troll for this one for sure, but that sounds like any other place in the US...

Come to Canada where we have real beer, and some absolutely insane shit(*)

(*) - yes, it really is 9% alcohol beer. It's called La fin du monde which is french for The end of the world

I would strongly suggest we all leave right now and enjoy at least 6 bottles of Maudite (http://www.unibroue.com/products/maudite.cfm) per capita

After that, we will understand each other better...

Well, they don't carry every Unibroue product, but they do carry La Maudite which I enjoy from time to time.

It barely even nudged the needle on my meter; maybe yours needs recalibrating? Now, if he'd complained about the fact that his local grocery doesn't regularly carry every product from Unibroue or the difficulty of finding sufficient quantities of Hitachino Nest, we'd be getting somewhere.

La Terrible is just one of my favorites (10.5%). Check out their selection. The names and artwork alone give you an idea as to what you can expect.

Of course, if you're drinking "Canadian", then you have my sympathies.

"Wheat beer" is a pretty generic term for beer whose brewing process involves, um, wheat. There's two major traditional styles of wheat beer: Bavarian Hefeweisse, and Belgian wheat beers (called something like Witbier, can't recall).

In addition, in the US you'll find a number of wheat beers that aren't either of these styles. Some of these are (mis)labeled as "Hefeweizen", but don't taste anything like the real thing. I've had bad experiences with most of these, at least in the left coast.

For a nice Belgian-style wheat beer brewed in this side of the world, you may try to find some Blanche de Chambly...

I hate to chime in with "me too", but it is rare that my favorite beer is mentioned on slashdot. La Fin du Monde is so amazing. I moved to Vancouver, BC, Canada from the San Francisco Bay Area, and spent a month or two missing my Lagunitas IPA (and even Sierra-Nevada for that matter).

I have had a few of the others from Unibroue, (Maudite is another good one, but not *quite* as good as LFDM, IMHO).

I hate to chime in with "me too", but it is rare that my favorite beer is mentioned on slashdot. La Fin du Monde is so amazing. I moved to Vancouver, BC, Canada from the San Francisco Bay Area, and spent a month or two missing my Lagunitas IPA (and even Sierra-Nevada for that matter).

I have had a few of the others from Unibroue, (Maudite is another good one, but not *quite* as good as LFDM, IMHO).

Molson? Labatts?

Kid Stuff!

I only drink this stuff (and the occassional Guiness)...

8%, 9%.... now you're talking :)

I'll have to admit, though, Bell's/Kalamazoo is a pretty good choise too :)

Molson? Labatts?

Kid Stuff!

I only drink this stuff (and the occassional Guiness)...

8%, 9%.... now you're talking :)

I'll have to admit, though, Bell's/Kalamazoo is a pretty good choise too :)

Molson? Labatts?

Kid Stuff!

I only drink this stuff (and the occassional Guiness)...

8%, 9%.... now you're talking :)

I'll have to admit, though, Bell's/Kalamazoo is a pretty good choise too :)

Everybody in the world says that about American beer. Your beer sucks. Want a good beer? Try "Fin du Monde" ("The End of the World"). 750ml and 9% alcohol.

American beer is commonly referred to as piss. I'm not talking about the micro-brews, some of which are good, but the big brands like Bud, Coors, etc. Only desperate people buy those brands when everything else is sold out. :)

Also, exported Heineken is SHIT compared to normal Heineken which we got here in Europe.

It wouldn't be like that if they'd put it in brown bottles. When you have pallets of beer in green bottles sitting on a dock, they're going to turn skunky as a result of a reaction between sunlight (any ultraviolet radiation, really) and hop compounds.

I haven't bought a pilsner or other light lager in some time...have brewed some myself, though, and I've bought more different types of beer lately than I can remember (last purchase was a bottle of La Fin du Monde and a six-pack of MacTarnahan's Highlander Pale Ale). Most of my homebrew ends up in Bitburger bottles, though, if that tells you anything.

mmmm.... la fin du monde....

Unibroue has a nice list of beers they make along with % alcohol by volume listed - fin du monde is 9% and still quite good, terrible is 10.5%, but I've never bothered to try it. Judging from the name, not sure I want to

Ah, yes. My '76 Ram is good for that. :)

Suspension is a whole different kind of hell; it's how you get a body like a wrestler. Here, we have Winter. Note the capital W. That means rust - corroded front suspension parts are *always* fun to get off. I refuse to give in to oxy-acetylene and try to keep the air hammer on the pickle fork as a last resort... There's nothing that freaks out the neighbors more than going to town on your upper balljoints with a 20lb sledgehammer.

Of course, some of it is less satisfying... the keyhole hacksaw in painfully tiny 1" strokes, trying to take out a hardened steel control arm bolt which is forever bound to the sleeves in your control arm bushings.

Sounds good!

I like to buy, and bring Canadian beer with me when I'm visiting American friends. "Bring us some Canadian beer! I know you guys must have something better than the Labatt stuff!"

Okay... So, pulling up to the border in my old Ram. Customs guy asks me if I have anything to declare.

"Yeah, I've got a case of beer for the party I'm going to."

"Okay... can I see it?"

"Sure!" Digging it out from the spare tire carrier under the truck, a 24 with a distinctive case for the customs guy to doubtfully consider: Satan looking down on a canoe flying over a lake of fire.

Maudite. Literally translated from Francais Canadien, the name of the beer is Damned.

Then there's La Fin du Monde. A gentle beer with a delicate 9% precious ethanol, its name is French for The End Of The World.

I gave him a bottle of Maudite. He was a nice guy; I hope he enjoyed it at the end of his shift.

Ah, yes. My '76 Ram is good for that. :)

Suspension is a whole different kind of hell; it's how you get a body like a wrestler. Here, we have Winter. Note the capital W. That means rust - corroded front suspension parts are *always* fun to get off. I refuse to give in to oxy-acetylene and try to keep the air hammer on the pickle fork as a last resort... There's nothing that freaks out the neighbors more than going to town on your upper balljoints with a 20lb sledgehammer.

Of course, some of it is less satisfying... the keyhole hacksaw in painfully tiny 1" strokes, trying to take out a hardened steel control arm bolt which is forever bound to the sleeves in your control arm bushings.

Sounds good!

I like to buy, and bring Canadian beer with me when I'm visiting American friends. "Bring us some Canadian beer! I know you guys must have something better than the Labatt stuff!"

Okay... So, pulling up to the border in my old Ram. Customs guy asks me if I have anything to declare.

"Yeah, I've got a case of beer for the party I'm going to."

"Okay... can I see it?"

"Sure!" Digging it out from the spare tire carrier under the truck, a 24 with a distinctive case for the customs guy to doubtfully consider: Satan looking down on a canoe flying over a lake of fire.

Maudite. Literally translated from Francais Canadien, the name of the beer is Damned.

Then there's La Fin du Monde. A gentle beer with a delicate 9% precious ethanol, its name is French for The End Of The World.

I gave him a bottle of Maudite. He was a nice guy; I hope he enjoyed it at the end of his shift.

I'm a particular fan of Blanche de Chambly.

I'm a particular fan of Blanche de Chambly.

It's not just the US that has the problem of poor-quality mass-market beers and much better lesser-known beers. All the wonderful beers that come out of Belgium, and the one that gets the most advertising push seems to be Stella Artois, which is almost as crappy as Miller. Worse, Stella's owner is trying to push Stella in the US as a super-premium beer and charge high prices, when they also own Leffe, which puts out some great brew. I guess they figured that what worked for the very mediocre Heineken could work for them.

Some US craft brews are now getting wider distribution. The very decent Sierra Nevada Pale Ale is available in most parts of the country, for example. Of the nationals, Sam Adams is best, though I like many of the west coast microbrews better.

There's a very good Quebec-based craft brewer, Unibroue, that makes wonderful Belgian-style beers that I wouldn't be embarrassed to serve a Belgian (and yes, I've made several trips to Belgium and sampled many beers), and you can actually get them in Europe, it seems. Maudite and La Fin du Monde are both great and are easist to find.

Heh. You know, actually, that's not what it was meant to say, at all. I changed it mostly because most people were misreading it - there's only so much you can do in a .sig.

"UNIX? They're probably not even circumcised. Savages."

It was getting me flamed. Lots of it was the predictable (and funny!) "I was robbed at birth, don't make fun" stuff. You know, balding 23-year-olds who watch anime and blame their social maladjustment on the absence of a piece of skin. (Sorry if I just described anyone, this wasn't meant to be offensive.)

But the majority of the flames were coming from people who were reading the .sig differently from the way I intended. One day, my e-mail box was full of people calling me names for implying that there was anything better than UNIX. Of course, UNIX and its derivatives (Linux) are without question the best general purpose operating system for servers and Big Iron.

The old sig was a play on "UNIX" sounding like "eunuchs". Eunuchs, of course, are castrated men.

Note the question mark after UNIX in the original .sig. The question, from the unseen (and unquoted) other speaker could have been any number of things... "Do they know UNIX?", "Can they write a shell script in UNIX?", "Does microsoft.com use UNIX webservers?"...

So, it was more a suggestion of a lack of civility among those who would approve of the [clearing throat with disdain] other operating system which claims to be ready for the big times. You know, the one which evolved from desktop to datacenter as a mish-mash of patched-on features, versus the alternatives which had their origins on robust time-sharing systems.

Unfortunately, while I thought I'd worded it in such a way that everyone would get it (and my test audience of 4 people *did* get it), I discovered the bug. You know, the kind that requires a quick patch. For the longest time, though, I thought the hate messages were from people who consider microsoft.os.windows.advocacy to be a well-informed bunch, or people who were unhappy that they couldn't accumulate smegma. The first message I got from someone literate enough to actually describe his contempt, I changed the .sig and explained what I'd been meaning.

When the Code Red bug came along, it seemed like a great opportunity to plug my website. Nothing quite so controversial there, I merely added the "IIS Users?" link to it, and there it is.

(Oh boy, am I gonna take a karma hit for what's coming...)

Finally, a more personal explanation, lest you find the latter half of my .sig to be offensive. I went to a drunken kegger party with a bunch of U of M engineering students in Ann Arbor MI. As the token Canadian, I was expected to bring a good Canadian beer - "You know, Lawrence, not the formulaic Molson and Labatt stuff!". I brought a 24 of a beer whose translated French name means "The Damned". It's a little strong, so it wasn't very popular with anyone but me. 18 of them later, and my ?third? ?fourth? bathroom break of the evening, it happened.

To paraphrase the line from There's Something About Mary, I managed to get the beans above the frank.

Nothing sobers you up faster than that. Legend has it that the scream could be heard as far away as State Street.

A stumble from the dorms to the hospital ensued, and though the doctor was able to extricate the tissue from the zipper on my Levis, it was totalled. As totalled as a Honda Civic at a monster truck show. As shredded as a garbage bag caught in a snowblower. Fortunately, the contents were unscathed, a circumcision was performed, and my only regret is that I didn't have that accident sooner.

So, as one of the few who has actually had sex both with and without a foreskin, I can assure you that all you miss out on is having a dick which looks like the business end of an anteater. Sex is actually better *after* than before, which basically erases all rational arguments against the procedure. I'm quite a proponent now (privacy and advocacy seldom go hand in hand). And each of the five years since, I've sent a Hannukah card to the good Doc who did it.

If you want more details on before and after sexual and daily living comparisons to sate any questions, e-mail me.

I'm there! If we do it during deer-hunting season, I'll bring down a pickup truck full of fresh venison and a few two-fours of "Maudite" or "La Fin Du Monde" beer.

(Sidenote: Check out Unibroue's website, in French or English, to find out about *real* Canadian beers, not the Molson and Labatt crap.)

I swear I heard on Howard Stern's show whilst I was driving to work, that they had ?sued? CBS for the fact that someone on Survivor ate a rat.

The soundbite from these idiots was "Rats have rights, too!" being chanted somewhere. God forbid I should happen to deny rats their rights as I send my cat after them. Maybe they'll sue me or my cat for killing a rat?

Good, red-blooded carnivorous computer geeks have to make a stand!

What, in the name of creation, do we have sharp teeth if not to eat anything that moves? Top o' the food chain, bay-bee!

[Mmmmm... BigBlockMopar imagines seeing Peta members roasting on a spit...]

I don't know if the rest of you guys want to do this, but I am *so* seriously there.

la fin du monde 0wnz joo