…in more of these. I wonder if they’ll deliver by the case?

No snifter needed. Chill. Open. Continue to chill.

It’s a bit of a chore to polish off 24 ounces. But if I must, it’s a sacrifice that I’m willing to make.

Alas, nobody else here presently enjoys a stout. I guess that really just means that I haven’t found the one that she enjoys yet.