Oh lordy. I'd heard about this possibility before and finally tried it for tonight: the apple pie beer.
Huh?
One half Harpoon Winter Warmer + one half Harpoon Cider = Apple Pie Beer
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfy1WqvOTM_jZrEHkod7sopIo1oFuQV7KU49qPQkAog5r8s3uIGlkzjaN0_EZayzUjJaqOCh1N-kZw3u_XZ2zTaKzBFaJ4DnGTHbWllOy-fw5FrZnt0HH2neA7Mve-cuJixjY8r_0dxto/s400/Apple+Pie+Beer+from+Harpoon.jpg)
Mad. Good. Drink. Mom and I have had two while cleaning* the house for tomorrow.
(*So far I painted some trim and moved furniture. She's dusted a table**. We're making excellent progress.)
(**After I read this draft to her she protested to say, "[sucking of teeth] I did more than dust a table!!!" So I will clarify: dusted a table, rearranged the furniture -- by slight centimeters -- I put in place & moved picture frames around.)
(***Read updated draft and her response was, "[Laughter], [sigh], you're a jerk." Now she's going to bed.****)
(****Meaning she'll hobble around on her boot -- bad ankle bones -- for a half hour, moving the clutter from the kitchen table to her bedroom on the side of the bed no one will see should they poke their head in her room.)
(*****Oh crap, good thing she doesn't read this blog. She'd be PO'd.)
Huh?
One half Harpoon Winter Warmer + one half Harpoon Cider = Apple Pie Beer
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfy1WqvOTM_jZrEHkod7sopIo1oFuQV7KU49qPQkAog5r8s3uIGlkzjaN0_EZayzUjJaqOCh1N-kZw3u_XZ2zTaKzBFaJ4DnGTHbWllOy-fw5FrZnt0HH2neA7Mve-cuJixjY8r_0dxto/s400/Apple+Pie+Beer+from+Harpoon.jpg)
Mad. Good. Drink. Mom and I have had two while cleaning* the house for tomorrow.
(*So far I painted some trim and moved furniture. She's dusted a table**. We're making excellent progress.)
(**After I read this draft to her she protested to say, "[sucking of teeth] I did more than dust a table!!!" So I will clarify: dusted a table, rearranged the furniture -- by slight centimeters -- I put in place & moved picture frames around.)
(***Read updated draft and her response was, "[Laughter], [sigh], you're a jerk." Now she's going to bed.****)
(****Meaning she'll hobble around on her boot -- bad ankle bones -- for a half hour, moving the clutter from the kitchen table to her bedroom on the side of the bed no one will see should they poke their head in her room.)
(*****Oh crap, good thing she doesn't read this blog. She'd be PO'd.)