terça-feira, 4 de novembro de 2008


Marty Feldman's bugger'd off and I've had a life saving operation to uhm, well, to er...save my life.
Here's a Baden Baden 1999 Bitter Ale, blazes if I know why they call it 1999, can't read the small print. Follow the "produtos" link and choose "1999", it says:

"A perfect partner for risotos and white and red meat. (dammit, doesn't mention grilled cheese or red-peppered spicy sausage).

Inspired by the high quality, traditional and renown English Ales, 1999 is unmistakable. Its slightly bitter taste and fruty aroma are remarkable. Its reddish colour also (don't look at me, I'm just tranlsating what they wrote).

Produced from specially (I added that 'coz they didn't have any adverb here, and it NEEDS one!) selected malts and hops and from the purest waters of the Campos do Jordão, this beer has been produced through a slow and careful process of maturation that guarantees all its flavour"

Exellent, but WHY THE DIVIL'S IT CALLED 1999??

In case you're wondering about the squashy yellowy thing on the plate, it's not an omlette, it's an experiment that went wrong, but didn't turn out too badly. I bought "quejo coalho" which is grillin'/barbecue cheese, popped it into my doughnut grill-pan and instead of it turning out nicely grilled, browned and crunchy around the edges, the whole thing just oozed through the grill into the pan and formed a blobby mass. Still, I scraped it out and ate it, delicious!