Rapture Party – What to drink
May 21, 2011 is finally here and while a few million people will be settling their affairs and boarding their pets, a few million more will having a party. Although the United States has more than it’s fair share of loony-tunes, The Rapture has become a world-wide event and “The End Of The World” is being celebrated everywhere.
I don’t drink beer for breakfast very often, (not since the last Rapture in 1994) but today I will. I have chosen a New Zealand beer called Moa. This beer is brewed using costly, inefficient and labor intensive techniques.
Bacon and eggs, hash browns, washed down by a glass of Moa
Approaching noon, time to get a little more serious about what we are doing. I am having a liquid lunch today and I have chosen an ale from the brewing brothers at Magic Rock called Rapture: Their Red Hop Ale with an ABV of 4.6% is an English delicacy. Rapture is a full bodied, heavenly hoppy red beer, this red ale will take you to heaven and back.
Normally on a Saturday afternoon I take tea about 4pm, clotted cream, strawberry Jam and a pot of Earl Grey (hot). But today I’m having a beer. My choice is from the Blue Moon Brewery in Colorado, their Belgian White. A nice, crisp beer to enjoy on a hot afternoon, before it gets hellaciously hotter.
Just before 6pm eastern time, I suggest that you start drinking vast quantities of Guinness. This dark and heavy Irish favorite will sit on your stomach and make it difficult for you to run away in panic when the Rapture happens. The plan should be to sit there and watch the world fall apart and drink more beer.
The end of the world should be fun
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It’s coming up to Rapture time, so I will have a beverage, not into drinking for breakfast, only coffee.
Cheers. [hic-up]
It just occurred to me this morning that given the inability of people like this to spell correctly, they’re confusing rapture with rupture.
The Rapture doesn’t faze me one bit Lesley, but rupture scares me to death.