michael-in-phoenix
Well-known member
...to the only supermarket nearby that was open on Christmas day. I needed some buttermilk for the mashed potatoes. My BIL asked me to pick up a six pack of Samuel Adams Boston Lager. No problemo.
So I take the beer and the buttermilk to the checkout and the lady running the register says, "Beer and buttermilk... that's an odd combination!"
"What? You've never had Sam Adams and buttermilk?", sez me.
"It's GREAT!", I continue.
"We call it a 'Boston But'!"
She laughed loudly and sincerely. She must be a cook, having recognized my 'boston butt' reference. Evidently.
Sorry,
Michael
So I take the beer and the buttermilk to the checkout and the lady running the register says, "Beer and buttermilk... that's an odd combination!"
"What? You've never had Sam Adams and buttermilk?", sez me.
"It's GREAT!", I continue.
"We call it a 'Boston But'!"
She laughed loudly and sincerely. She must be a cook, having recognized my 'boston butt' reference. Evidently.
Sorry,
Michael