The Wife told me that I would be coming home after driving in the snow and ice to a hot steaming bowl of clam chowder. I thought about that clam chowder all day at work.
When I arrived home, the house smelled of stew. I was confused.
The Wife told me that she knew that I loved stew, so she made a big pot of it for me. She figured I would like it even more than chowder. She was right.
I had two large bowls of Guinness beef stew—Guinness stout broth, beef, carrots, potatoes, green peas—and a pint of Deschutes Red Chair Northwest Pale Ale, my favorite session beer. The bitterness of the beer played nicely with the stew. In fact, the flavors of the stew enhanced the bitterness of the hops, making the ale more leafy and piney than it is otherwise. It was a great start to a wonderful evening in a warm home.
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