Normally a picture like this – a bucket full of beer – would indicate happy times, such as a party. But this isn’t a happy story, as perhaps implied by the subject header (complete with ’90s pop culture reference).
This weekend was my daughter’s birthday weekend and we had a stack of family members over for lunch. That required plenty of fridge space to store salads and the like. In fact it required more fridge space than the one in the kitchen, so we had to turn on the spare in the garage. The spare that I use as a storage space for my beer – though we don’t turn it on due to environmental reasons.
So I store them both in the fridge and the freezer compartment. I cleared out two shelves of beer to make room for salads and birthday cakes, but left the rest of the beer in there. In both the fridge and the freezer. Didn’t even cross my mind that leaving beer in a soon to be ice cold freezer would end badly.
Stimpy, you eediot indeed.
The following morning, we opened the fridge and found the freezer section full of alcohol-related carnage. One bottle of ginger beer had exploded (no great loss), a bottle of cider had blown it’s top and about 12 beers were frozen solid.
That bucket in the photo is full of those deceased beers. Some weren’t any great loss – like a bottle of Arvo. But there were sadly a few good ones there too – Hopdog’s Sticky Figgy, Two Birds Sunset Ale and Karl Strauss Tower 10. And two beers that I was sent for review purposes, which means I have to buy some replacements.
So I spent a bit of time this afternoon opening up the beers and pouring them down the sink. Which was certainly not the most enjoyable thing to do in terms of beer.
So that’s something I hope I never have to do again.