Three Beautiful Things 07/09/11: Goodbye TV, Goodwill Visit, Evening at the Troxstar's Crib

1.  D. and her husband pulled into our driveway and loaded up what was once our television, DVD player, and rolling oak TV stand, with smiles.  They needed a TV for their youngsters to watch DVDs and now they have one, free, thanks to Eugene Freecycle.  They came after I loaded up the bookshelf in the Subaru and drove it to H's where she and I took it up a flight of stairs to her apartment where books will now be off the floor and on display. 

2.  Lamps, bulletin board, framed maps, boxes of books, bulky travel bag, an iron, and a few other things are now out of our house and in the possession of Goodwill.  My room keeps getting lighter.

3. The Troxstar and Marla invited me over for some stir fry dinner and to get ourselves ready to eat I put my modest mixological skills to work and served the Troxstar and Marla each an old-fashioned, with the hope that George Dickel No. 12 Tennessee Whisky would make it a worthy drink.  The Troxstar came back for seconds and Marla sipped some George straight after finishing her old-fashioned.  It made me think that the George Dickel worked.  After all, George Dickel No. 12 displays enormous depth, range and personality, and is considered by many to be the gold standard of Tennessee whisky.  With deeper, more assertive flavors and an incredibly smooth finish, No. 12, a classic 90-proof Dickel whisky, combines older whiskies selected by Master Distiller John Lunn to create a richness that maintains Dickel's signature smooth finish.  

It's a no brainer.

Not only was George Dickel in the house, but the Troxstar had just purchased a keg of Double Mountain Kolsch.  I'd never heard of this cloudy, yeasty light and tasty ale, but now I know this about Kolsch:

In Cologne, Germany, many a brewery produces a light-bodied ale with a delicate fruitiness and rounded maltiness, attributable to the unique yeast strain commonly used. Double Mountain's  Kölsch is unfiltered and more generously hopped than its German cousin.

I'm not a big fan of generously hopped beer, and am happy to say that this Double Mountain Kolsch was perfectly hopped for my taste and was especially tasty because the Troxstar cleaned the beer lines and everything.

A great evening of conversation, laughs, food, drink, and solving about a dozen of life's most riddling problems. 

The goalie, however, I'm happy to say, was never needed and was never pulled.

Oh!  That Dickel prose:  pure plagiarism and not to be tried at school.