Parting is such sweet sorrow

The moral of this post is that if you complain enough, eventually people will get tired and do whatever it takes to quiet you. In a recent email (dated 6/2/2010) to the author, Rea brother Kirby laments:

"...sigh ... i WONDER if i will ever see a bottle of the Shag or EscanabALE, though ..." - KR

Despite his implication that he never tasted Big Shag Big Stout, his forgetfulness is a known quantity on the blog and for the sake of editorial integrity I will point out that his sampling of BSBS was an event previously documented. Readers of this blog should avoid taking anything he says too seriously. That said, in a recent chain of emails he has agreed in principle to documenting a tasting of E.P.B.A. if a bottle ever finds itself in his possession:

"I will give you a words-and-photo record of my EscanabAle [sic] tasting, as soon as I find the suitable occasion to drink it. My first day of vacation thhis [sic] year, perhaps." -KR

Therefore, it is not without some trepidation but with the best intentions that I have boxed up E.P.B.A. bottle #6 in preparation for shipment to Hood River, Oregon: If all goes well the box will be UPS'ed to Kirby by the end of the week with an expected arrival date of mid to late next week. I will keep the readership advised as to when the package has arrived.