Bad Beer Blues

Don't you hate it when you get all excited to crack open your beer only to find that the beer you bought is less then extraordinary?  I hate it more then pretty much anything.  I hope to save you from a few possible missteps with my blog tonight.  I suffer for you people. Keep that in mind, hm? I kid. Onward.
First up was a major surprise to me.  I thought Newcastle. . .that should be good.  So I picked up a Newcastle Winter IPA.  First, let me say that their website is just odd.  Secondly, this beer was just odd.  Whatever hops they loaded it with had a ridiculously strong pine taste.  It was like licking a pine cone or brewing with the clippings in the lawnmower bag.  I kept sipping it looking for other flavors and something redeeming to acknowledge. . .I found a little caramel. . .still poured it out.   I hate wasting beer but I wasn't torturing myself when I had more to try in the fridge.
Following that setback, I thought i would go with something dark and delightful.  I pulled out a Roth Brewing Dark Construct which calls itself a sweet stout.  I popped the top and headed for the living room.  I didn't even make it to my chair before it was foaming over.  Ok, my bad.  Take a sip, sit down, it's foaming over again.  Seriously?  Sip.  Again.  Sip.  Again.  What??  So I go to the kitchen and grab a glass.  Pour slowly a bit off only to end up with a half inch of beer and the rest a solid mass of foam. . . .and what was left in the bottle foamed over again. . .and again. . .and again. What in the world??  I managed to get a sip for tasting.  It was a roasted coffee and chocolate kinda flavor but nothing amazing.  Since I could neither drink from the bottle nor pour a glass it too went down the drain. . . .leaving a bottle all the way up to the top of the label full of foam.  I'm at a loss to explain how they got that much foam in the bottle.  Just bizarre.
But I hate to put up a post with nothing positive so here is something to watch when you are having a couple beers.  I had to wait until my son was up for fear of laughing too loudly and waking him.
Please enjoy My Drunk Kitchen.  I so love her.  Cheers!