Pizza and Beer

Wow. I am a spoiled, spoiled man. After falling in love with a chef, and being exposed to brick oven pizzas created by master craftsmen, and finding what really good beer is, the bloom is off the old college experience rose.

One of my brothers invited me to his dorm for a PPV event. Bunch of guys, laughter, in all a testosterone laden good time. But I had forgotten the twin evils of the broke college diet, Dominos Pizza and Milwaukee's Beast.

My misssion for the week is to get some Victory, Stone, or a good Belgian ale and introduce the younglings to a brew you can taste.