Arrogant Bastard

No, really - I'm not calling you names. That's the name of a beer. Well, not any beer. It's called Arrogant Bastard for a reason, and it happens to be one of our favorites.

And the other night was a perfect occassion requiring an Arrogant Bastard. We felt that when dealing with arrogant bastards, one must have an Arrogant Bastard. And yes, I did say a single beer - at 7.2 % alcohol, one 22 oz bottle was enough to split between us.

How do I describe this strong, kick-in-the-nuts beer? I think it's own label describes it perfectly well. Yes, this is a quote from it's actual label.

Arrogant Bastard Ale: This is an aggressive beer. You probably won't like it. It is quite doubtful that you have the taste or sophistication to be able to appreciate an ale of this quality and depth. We would suggest that you stick to safer and more familiar territory -- maybe something with a multi-million dollar ad campaign aimed at convincing you it's made in a little brewery, or one that implies that their tasteless fizzy yellow beer will give you more sex appeal. Perhaps you think multi-million dollar ad campaigns make a beer taste better. Perhaps you're mouthing your words as you read this.

And my favorite, the "questions or comments?" section on the label:

Questions or comments? If you don't like this beer, keep it to yourself --- we don't want to hear from any sniveling yellow-beer-drinkin' wimps, 'cause this beer wasn't made for you.