After we dropped Nat off for her play, and before the play was canceled, we went to a little cafe across the street, Joe Squared.
I had a very nice risotto, and a couple of glasses of beer. (Sharon* was driving back from the play)
One was an IPA, and I rather enjoyed it.
The second was a Belgian ale, and it knocked me on my ass.
Belgian ales can be dangerous. They sneak up on you.
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