Those of you who are fans of Ghost Thor from Entities-R-Us, have heard him discuss the wonders of the Viking beverage of choice, Mead. This week I discovered Mead at my local liquor store. I am about to give you a review on the stuff.
This is Ragnar’s Reserve from Honeyrun. The label and the back of the bottle are worth the torment of the brew…
Every now and then I get punished for buying wine by the label. Most of the time I fair well. Let’s just say Mead is not my thing. The irony or ironies is this Mead smells and seems to taste like my Great Grandma Baker’s apartment. I haven’t thought about this in years since she left us in the late 1970s… I think the date is close. I was treated to reminiscing about her gruff demeanor, her veined, heavy knuckled working hands. I was reminded of the stories of how she shot her own deer (which turned out to be false), and how she loved to fry up kidneys on the stove. She was a tough, hard-working, New England farm wife – an honest, hard-core woman that I am honored to be related to.
So, the Mead may have tasted a little gamy, but it brought back some wonderful memories.
I will finish off the bottle myself tomorrow (Rob refused it). We’ll see if it improves now the the air has hit it. Some things need to be aired out… like old-lady apartments.
At least I can now get into character better when I write for Thor. Now I know why he’s such a nasty sort!
I would try another bottle at some point. Perhaps this one was a bit screwy…
According to my hubby, the cork came out way to easily… So, it may not be the Mead’s fault. I am returning the bottle for a another go round with a better seal. STAY TUNED!
hmmm
Tj
