'Yeah, but what kind of BEER do you want?'

So my wonderfully thoughtful wife calls me from Central Market to ask what I wanted from the beer section. For some reason, I'd really had Leffe and Affligem stuck in my head for the past few days, so I said, "I'd really like a Belgian blonde."

My wife: "I BEG YOUR PARDON?"

:-) I love you, honey.


P.S. It's April Fool's Day. I really should have saved my Heisler post for today.

P.P.S. And now I'm taking great pleasure in putting my lips on that Belgian blonde. Oh, baby.