The guys at Bierport sold me two Zima today. Not only did they sell me two Zima but they all chilled the two Zima and placed them each in a brown paper bag for me.
There's nothing better than an ice cold Zima, at 4pm on a Saturday afternoon for the first time in 20 years, in 85 degree weather, to remind you to be thankful that Beirpoet sells bottles by the single.
Zima is gross. It was probably gross 20 years ago but I just didn't know any better. Thanks for the trip down memory lane Beirport. I'll be back for some proper beverages soon.