Last night I decided a beer was in order, but the day had been a little exhausting and I had eaten a huge amount so I really wasn’t in the mood for too much. I grabbed a bomber of a beer I knew was delicious and poured it into a massive mug which held exactly 22 ounces. I should have realized I really wasn’t in the mood for a flavor experience and went for something more pedestrian, but it was too tempting sitting there in the fridge. Anyway, I drank it, but the enjoyment derived was minimal. I think from now on I’ll keep in mind when I’m so tired to skip the more interesting libations and go for something mindless. The beer didn’t go to waste, but the experience was not enhanced and that’s why I like to drink interesting beers in the first place!