Way back in early January, I had a bet with our NHL editor.
We bet a six-pack of our favourite beer on the outcome of the Canada-US juniors hockey game. Canada won, 3-2, and until this morning I'd been waiting for my six of Sleeman, Rickards, Keiths, or the cop-out (read: easily available in CT) beer, Canadian.
So when I walked in this morning, I had a six of Sleeman Cream Ale sitting on my desk! Turns out Sherry did her homework and found a beer store about five miles away that can (and will) import any type of Canadian beer!
So I kicked it with a Cream Ale tonight. The crisp taste was awesome, and made me nostalgic for the beers of home (read: beers that don't taste like pisswater).