We've been clearing out the spare room for Andrew. The kids have reached the age where they want their own rooms.
Andrew's room contained a cabinet that we'd transported intact from our old flat. That we left in 1997, when he was fewer than a year old. I'd not looked inside for, er, 13 and a bit years.You'll never guess what I found inside.
Beer that's 15+ years old. No way it'll be drinkable. Oxidised. Sour. Undrinkable. Unless . . . . .
. . . . . .it's a lambiek.
The price label is still on them. 12.99. That's guilders. At the time, I can remember thinking: "expensive, but worth it." For what it was/is: Rosé de Gambrinus. Either 1995 or 1996 vintage.
I've six bottles.
"Tastes like diesel" was Mike's comment when we shared a bottle. He's not getting any more
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