red hot temps call for...

Red ales?  Maybe a St. Peter's Ruby Red Ale?

It seemed like it should be worth a try, since my other encounters with St. Peter's were resounding successes.  The bottle itself is interesting, with kind of an almond shape instead of being round.  It makes me think of an old medicine bottle for some reason.  Trying to recall the medicinal uses of alcohol in the past?  An invitation to self-medicate, perhaps?

Easier to hold onto?

The beer keeps just a thin cover of foam after filling the glass.  It has a sharp smell, one that might wake you up after a tiring day.  The taste is also sharp, even spicy, as they suggest on the label.  There isn't much sweet, although I seem to detect hints of citrus, and once the brew goes down there's a more earthy aftertaste.

And it's really red, too

 My brushes with St. Peter's continue to be positive.  It makes me want to plan a trip.

the crow again

I went looking for more cream stout, but unfortunately there was none to be found.  There was, however, Old Style Porter.  Can't stay away from those porters either.

Upon opening the bottle, I get a maltier sniff than from the stout.  It sits in the glass like the respectable beverage it is, with that near-black brown color and that cap of heavy off-white foam.  The first sip gives me that smokey, bitter porter, just like it should be.  The taste gets earthy, as drinking continues.  St. Peter's has a porter through and through, something I'd like to have next to me while I write short stories.  Or maybe to relax after a long day of walking or working, since it isn't something for those who might worry about their weight.  It certainly makes me feel like scarfing down something chocolate.

It's no cream stout shake, but it'll definitely do

my new favorite

I've had a sweet spot for dark beers since developing the taste for beer at all.  I try to sample a variety, but if I want to be sure I'll be pleased I look for a stout or porter.  So, there on the shelf, with that jug-like bottle, St. Peter's Cream Stout was calling to me.

I didn't realize at first that the bottle was actually green...

I could drink this beer every day, no joke.  It's sweet from the get-go, low foam but bubbly.  I could watch the little tiny bubbles in the head dissolve into the beer itself like one of those bubble games with colored oil drops for who knows how long.  It's so smooth going down, like a dark chocolate shake.  If only that little raven on the bottle did home deliveries.

Isn't that key to get into anybody's house to leave the beer?