IPA-Just Say No!

 Yesterday was a great day to be outside if you live in the mid-southern part of the United States. My "little smoker" and I had lunch at a new pizza and beer place in Bentonville called Peddlers Pub. Afterward we met up with our daughter, son-in-law and pretty new grandson at the 21C Hotel. We then took a walk around the Bentonville square and down the trail to Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art. When you consider that people come here from all over the country and even the world to do what we did for essentially free, it's hard to go any better.

Sweet Baby snapped this shot of my raggedy old self as I ran a test pattern on a local micro brew on tap at Peddlers Pub. I'm not a fan of IPA's but our waiter shared that it was by far his favorite, so I gave one a whirl. That particular brew confirmed that I really don't like IPA's. To me, an IPA taste like real bitter grapefruit juice with some old raggedy left over beer poured in it. I've found that when it comes to beer, I can do better than that. I'll keep you posted....