Number 36 - Beer Baby

As a toddler living in Perth in the very early 1980s, my Dad would fall asleep by the side of the pool leaving the warm dregs of his VB stubbies. In my pink and white terry towelling dressing gown I would cheekily wander around and drink these nasty dregs while my Dad dozed in the sun. It might be for this reason (or because I later developed a later love of champagne!) that in my adult years the smell and taste of beer makes my stomach turn. I had tried in Mexico to drink a Corona, my brother had tried to do his brotherly duty and force a beer down his sisters throat but to no avail. I'd only ever managed a few sips before it had gotten warm and nasty, and I could drink no more.

I love a surprise (though usually its me surprising others!), so this past Saturday night when Brent turned up with a beer just so I could complete one of my Big List challenges I was thrilled (and a little daunted!). The beer of choice was an Endeavour Amber Ale (I have no idea what that means) but apparently its a really nice one, and easier to drink than most others.

 This is a picture of me before I started my challenge and I think look pretty happy (though tired from the cocktail drinking of the night before :)

 This is me taking my first sip, not so happy! Why do people drink this stuff??  I have to admit I was surprised that as I went along it didn't actually taste so bad but after no more than half way through I felt bloated, like I wanted to burp and just damn awful. Brent and Jeremy were happily downing their beers like it was water.

I'm very excited to have ticked this one off, and very grateful to Brent for having gotten me through it but I'm definitely not a convert and I'm glad I never have to do it again. Pink Champagne anyone?!