Soldiers of Fortune, guns for hire, we sell our lives to the highest bidder, hour by hour, day by day, in the cubicle, at the desk, on the road. Some think they are predators; the wise ones know they are also prey. Identify the enemy, the competition, the guy who has more. Close in, take aim, triumph; paycheck, newer car, larger cubicle, paycheck, foreign car, corner office. Buy, sell, climb the ranks. Hire, fire, up the ladder. Watch the world through your gunsights, and listen for the cracking of twigs behind you. Seek and Destroy.
Tasting Notes
A Tropical Breeze of Hops, Squeezed Citrus, Slight Malty Sweetness, Hint of Pine
Pairings
Food: Miso Bronzed Black Cod with Curried Cauliflower Puree
Cheese: Tete de Moine
Cigar: CAO L'Anniversaire Maduro