Gnarly Barley Jucifer IPA at Compère Lapin in New Orleans. A 3 of 4. Mostly orange citrus and some tropical notes in the nose, and a slightly soft hazy body with a clean finish. Tastes slightly bigger than it is, and delivers what you'd expect.
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Gnarly Barley Jucifer IPA at Compère Lapin in New Orleans. A 3 of 4. Mostly orange citrus and some tropical notes in the nose, and a slightly soft hazy body with a clean finish. Tastes slightly bigger than it is, and delivers what you'd expect.
Sorry I missed last week, but I hope this fluffy, silly, sweet chapter can help fill the void. Chapter 15 (More Than One Way) of Dead Right is now out. Aziraphale and Crowley are adjusting to married life, and there are some new visitors to the story! Excerpt:
Crowley made a sound deep in his throat that caused Aziraphale’s brow to knit in concern. “Are you alright, dear?” he said.
With a hasty nod, Crowley turned to look over the water. He was glad that his sunglasses would hide any tears. Enough of this, he told himself. Stop thinking about seven years from now. You have no idea what might happen in that time or how things might change. Stop protecting yourself and just enjoy this beautiful thing you have.
“I’m good, angel,” he said, his voice a bit ragged. He attempted to smile. “I’m still getting used to…all this. Marriage and…ngh. Everything. Accepting a big gift like what you’re offering feels a bit like I’m taking advantage of a friend.”
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