I picked up Sleeping with the Fishies from Peabody Heights the other night on a whim because, well, I already had a handful of stouts and wanted one more. Plus, Peabody’s really been putting out some great beer recently, and I’m a sucker for Imperial Stouts anytime. This one’s a bit different – I’d expect
A new brewery. A new stout. But does it live up to its name?
How I almost missed out on one of the greatest beers ever
A dark beer that lives in the shadow of fame
The name suits it perfectly
Maybe more “Archbishop of Canterbury”