Alcohol

The Triumphant Return of the Hopsicle

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Last summer, I posted on the travails of Rustico, a great little restaurant in Alexandria, Virginia trying to get the okay from state alcohol regulators to put frozen beer on a stick on its menu.  Virginia had an old law on the books stating that alcohol must be either served in its original container or immediately after pouring.  After a year of negotiation, the "hopsicle" returned to Rustico earlier this month.  There's also now a bill pending in the state legislature cementing the legal status of the frozen treat.

I had one last night.  It was the cherry-flavored pop you see above, made from a Belgian kriek.  Very, very tasty.

Also taking effect this month in Virginia:  a bill legalizing sangria.  That drink was also banned in the commonwealth, due to a post-Prohibition law banning any drink that mixes spirits, wine, or beer.  The law technically outlawed martinis and boilermakers, too.

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  1. Sometimes a popsicle is just a popsicle.

  2. how could they ban sangria? sangria is the ultimate classy-to-classless fun machine!

  3. Sometimes a popsicle is just a popsicle.

    Not when a few of them will get you buzzed.

  4. Hmmmm, Now that looks VERY good to me!

    JT
    http://www.crypt.alturl.com/

  5. sangria is the ultimate classy-to-classless fun machine

    Wait, don’t you mean Zima instead? How about Zima sangria? Yowser.

  6. Um, calling a Kriek a “hopsickle” seems a bit wrong. Lambics our low hopped, usually with older hops that have lost a lot of their alpha acid potency.

    They should make hopsickles, with, I dont know, maybe Hopsickle IIPA?

  7. Um, calling a Kriek a “hopsickle” seems a bit wrong. Lambics our low hopped, usually with older hops that have lost a lot of their alpha acid potency.

    You have a point, robc, but for some reason “wildyeastcicle” just wasn’t selling.

  8. yes! libertarian victories, and on issues we care about most!

  9. Also, robc, I was not the puppeteer behind Tony, but man was he good, eh? I can only aspire to that level of greatness.

  10. You can pry my boilermaker from my cold drunk fingers.

  11. “Also taking effect this month in Virginia: a bill legalizing sangria. That drink was also banned in the commonwealth, due to a post-Prohibition law banning any drink that mixes spirits, wine, or beer. The law technically outlawed martinis and boilermakers, too.”

    Right, that’s why you can’t get Irish car bombs in Old Town.

  12. Right, that’s why you can’t get Irish car bombs in Old Town.

    That’s why I wrote “technically.” The laws had been selectively enforced.

  13. From comments on the original post.

    Dan T. | June 22, 2007, 12:35pm | #

    I think there’s a pretty good reason why popsicles made with beer haven’t caught on (despite probably thousands of frathouse expiriments), and it has nothing to do with various ABC boards.

    I miss Dan T.

  14. ClubMedSux – Yeah, if I wanted to suck on frigid yeast, I could call my ex-girlfriend.

  15. Oh come on. Will someone, please, come out with a Potsicle?

  16. Damn, BakedPenguin. That’s gonna leave a mark.

  17. Come out with one? Can’t you make one yourself? Ganja tea in the freezer and…..

    Probably would be a low level buzz with a longer duration than the usual smoke out.

    Ah, I’d rather just puff. Or maybe brownies for a day at the park or something.

  18. I always wonder what was up with Virginia’s post-Prohibition General Assembly. “Alright, gentlemen, the demon rum is legal now, but they can’t take away our power to outlaw unusual concoctions. Anyone here like Irish car bombs?”

  19. Because the Penguin decided to go down that yeasty road, I will now tell my “why does your dorm room smell like baking bread?” story.

    My freshman year in college, the guy that lived next door to me (we all had singles) was a total horndog. He was dirty, disheveled, and would fuck basically anything and would do basically anything for pussy.

    One day, another floor-mate and I needed to ask him something, so we knocked on his door. He opened the door, and it was obvious he had just finished banging this skank he had been seeing. She was obviously very drunk and had covered herself completely with the bedcovers, but was mumbling and slurring. But the first thing that hit us was the distinct smell of yeast.

    I asked “why the fuck does it smell like baking bread in here?” and he sheepishly pointed to the girl. I, being me, immediately walked over to the bed and pulled the covers off her, and was rewarded with an intense blast of yeast odor. She was wasted and it was astounding how powerful the smell was.

    We looked at the guy and said “you fucked her in this condition?” He just shrugged, implying that he was horny so he did it, and we left.

    Good times. Not really.

  20. “Radley Balko | July 15, 2008, 10:41am | #

    Right, that’s why you can’t get Irish car bombs in Old Town.

    That’s why I wrote “technically.” The laws had been selectively enforced.”

    Aren’t car bombs served with the shot and the beer in separate glasses? If I dumped a random shot off the bar into my beer and did not sell it to anyone no laws would have been broken.

  21. Epi – seriously? A freshly boned yeast infection smells like a bakery?

    That’s just very surprising. Or your roommate was ashamed of his easy bake oven.

  22. yes! libertarian victories, and on issues we care about most!

    This is the best we’ll ever do. By far. Have a damn drink.

  23. Not when a few of them will get you buzzed.

    Well, yeah, but I was pointing out the phallic power of that particular popsicle. Playing it down, really.

  24. A freshly boned yeast infection smells like a bakery?

    Like a bakery filled with drippy pussy.

  25. Like a bakery filled with drippy pussy.

    Now that’s something you don’t hear about too often.

  26. Now that’s something you don’t hear about too often.

    Sounds like mid-19th Century Paris to me.

  27. Like a bakery filled with drippy pussy.

    I’m not eating bread for the rest of this week.

  28. “Radley Balko | July 15, 2008, 10:41am | #

    Right, that’s why you can’t get Irish car bombs in Old Town.

    That’s why I wrote “technically.” The laws had been selectively enforced.”

    Aren’t car bombs served with the shot and the beer in separate glasses? If I dumped a random shot off the bar into my beer and did not sell it to anyone no laws would have been broken.”

    If they’re going around sending cease-and-desist letters to bars over sangria, I’m sure they’d take a dim view to that argument.

    Anyway, I was serious, Unnamed Irish Pub in Old Town wouldn’t sell us Irish car bombs.

  29. So you read Perfume too, Art?

    Looks like I’m going to have to now. That shit looked weird.*

    *Gravity’s Rainbow, American Psycho and Rant are the strangest books I’ve read to date.

  30. I’m not eating bread [censored] for the rest of this week.

    FTFY

  31. I’m not eating bread for the rest of this week.

    Then I have succeeded.

  32. Fun fact from my wife’s Virginia Bar Review course: “Buggery” is on the books as a ground for divorce in the Commonwealth.

    Hell, I’m surprised you can get hooch at all on the weekends around here.

  33. Does that mean buggering her, or buggering some kid down the block.

    ‘Cause I’m pretty sure that would be grounds for divorce in any state. Even Kentucky.

  34. I, being me, immediately walked over to the bed and pulled the covers off her

    Uh, whether or not she was a “skank” intentionally pulling the covers off of her to expose her would be an assault in most (if not all) jurisdictions. You’re lucky she was probably too drunk (or embarrassed) to press charges.

    Whatever the legality of it, it’s a pretty shitty thing to do to someone. Even someone who’s a “skank.”

  35. I, being me, immediately walked over to the bed and pulled the covers off her, and was rewarded with an intense blast of yeast odor. She was wasted and it was astounding how powerful the smell was.

    And then the Pillsbury Doughboy leapt out of her vagina.

  36. Some gals are freaks like that.

  37. Whatever the legality of it, it’s a pretty shitty thing to do to someone. Even someone who’s a “skank.”

    You didn’t know this girl. Trust me, it was not a problem.

  38. Damn, I was way too shy in college. I shoulda got with one of them dirty birdies.*

    *And practiced safe sex! Crotch rot is wacko, if you’re a teen.

  39. Dang, I wish I’d gone there last night, but we stayed in. I’m briefly in the Alexandria area, though, and the beersickle sounds pretty tasty on a hot evening like last night. I was also thinking of going to the local pool hall the cops all hate, just to help the guy out, but that’s a half hour away.
    JMR

  40. I like watching girls eat popsicles.

  41. How ’bout “Popsicale”?

  42. Art- is crotch rot cool if you’re an adult?

  43. kudos to BakedPenguin for the best comment so far! I actually “LOL”ed as the “prostitots” say.

  44. Am I the only one who sees a flaw in this? Alcohol freezes at a much lower temperature than the other elements of beer. Essentially you are removing the part of beer which makes it fun, but leaving the part which makes you urinate.

  45. wasssup, cheehooo i like put 1 put my gf pussy an eat her out den i get beer an snatch all 1 time so ono

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