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Piggy Pilsner

added by D 15 years ago A O

You laugh at the names of the beers along with quaint illustrations for the label. Piggy Pilsner is an unfiltered Pilsner, and the label depicts a pig with a top hat and monocle. You ask, "How's the Piggy Pilsner?"

Your host laughs, and says, "Guaranteed to make you squeal," he paused as he prepared the pop the top, "with delight. This the one you want?"

You nod.

The sound of air rushing in and the bubbling rise of foam are heard. He pours the pilsner into a frosty cold beer mug, holding the mug at an angle to keep the head from being too frothy. He then hands you the mug, and says, "Bottoms up!"

"Aren't you going to join me?" You ask as you raise the mug.

"Maybe later," he said with an odd grin.

You tip back the beer, and swallow the murky amber white liquid.

"So how do you like your swill?" he asked.

You look at him for a moment wondering why he'd refer to his own product as swill. While you'd been drinking he was emptying wooden buckets into a trough on the side of the courtyard.

He look at you and chuckles. He motioned to the bucket he was emptying into the trough, "Cornmeal!" Then he put it down and emptied the next bucket and said, "Veggies."

The leafy ends of carrots, corn cobs, and other leftover bits of green things would not have been anything I'd've called veggies or even thought of as very appetizing. But for some reason my nose perked up, and I leaned forward and licked my lips hungrily as the vegetable garbage was added to the trough.

Some beans were added, and then stuff that could only be described as garbage including chicken bones, pizza crusts and lots of unrecognizable stuff. The whole time the owner was emptying buckets into the trough, You are busily guzzling down the pilsner. Toward the end you notice that your fingers 't responding properly. You have to use both hands to awkwardly hold the glass. You wonder if maybe the beer on Pleasure Island was like Australian beer with more alcohol content. You try to stand after you finish the beer, and find yourself swaying awkwardly on two feet before you topple forward.


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