According to Wikipedia, the Hoegaarden Brewery in Belgium dates back to 1445, when it first brewed the wheat beer for which it remains famous today. What Wikipedia doesn’t tell you, however, is that after five or six glasses, you start having the strangest hallucinations involving a kitten holding a tennis ball.
Bonsai kitten, by Flickr user 松林Ｌ
– bu’, bu’, Mike, “Hoegarden” is such fertile SOIL for appreciation!!!
(oh and the wee fuzzy bit is cute too. Lotsa tennis balls, up in here, this week
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It’s pronounced “hoogarden”. Sorry about that
‘Sokay!!! Thx
I can’t stand the taste of beer, but I’d buy a few rounds of these just for the kittayns.
You got in there before me, jujube. Couldn’t agree more.
Actually, some Belgian beers are very palatable, but in my case, only in very small quantities.
However, as a “frequent flyer” in the Mod Lounge, I wouldn’t be sorry to open the fridge looking for something to drink and find this cutie patootie (with or without tennis ball) waiting for me, even if I had to drink some Belgian beer.
The most popular drink at the KitKat club? The “Hi, ball!”
And the fuzzy navel?
(OK, that’s a stretch, but kitty is sorta looking in that general direction)
The Cosmopawlitan is also very popular.
That navel is very fuzzy.
“O, Hai ball”?
I thought it was the Tom Collins.
I get this hallucination after nine or ten martinis.
explains the tongue feeling a bit furry after a few martoonies, eh?
You’d get it after drinking more than two of my husband’s signature martoonies. I can testify!!
Thanks, I’ll have one of those. Shaken, not furred, please.
cha CHING 260
Mui excellente, IM(H?)O !!!
You’re still conscious after nine or ten martinis?!?! I applaud you madam!! I start hallucinating after just inhaling the fumes!
They knew how to live.
i LOVE nick and nora!!!
Now a martini is a drink I can really get behind. Or under. Or………what was I saying?
Reminds me of a Dorothy Parker poem –
“I wish I could drink like a lady / I can take one or two at the most / Three and I’m under the table / Four and I’m under the host”
Wait, that’s a kitten with a tennis ball? I could have sworn it was a Catona Light with a wedge of lime.
True Fact! Hubby and I were married by a retired Army chaplain who owned a restored Victorian house and would rent out his gorgeous parlor for weddings. His last name was Hoh, and he told us with a twinkle that we were getting married in the Hoh house.
Did it happen anywhere near the Hoh rain forest? That would add a whole nother layer of Hoh…
Cute kitten, but that position looks a bit uncomfortable for the back. I hope the little guy or gal was promptly removed from the glass and snorgled after the photo was taken.
If he had a daughter, she was totally a Hoh.
Until, of course, someone made an honest woman of her.
Why in the world would you snicker about Hoegaarden anyway? Everyone knows you use hoes in the gaarden, right? *shifty eyes*
That was a rakish remark!
I won’t axe.
I saw what you did there.
You guys are hammering the puns today.
I think you’re all screwy.
@skippymom: Jus’ usin’ the tools of the trade, ma’am!
Victoreia has nailed it.
What a weaselly remark!
I like a beer with a good head on it.
Oh, the bonsai kitten, or is that banzai?
And in other news, a popular beer game has been upgraded! For those beyond the slightly needed ability to dominate beer pong comes, NEW from Hoegaarden….BEER BALL! The object is easy: Bounce a tennis ball across a table to a triangle formation of full beer glasses and try to land the ball into one. But BEWARE the kitten glass! Land it in there, and the loser must drink the kitten flavored beer, along with the tennis ball lint that has been newly added. And you NEVER KNOW where those little kitten feet have been!
Or even if it’s beer.
*snerk* good one!
That was some drinking game.
Beer and kitten together – two of my favorite things!
*telephones Julie Andrews, to ask, whether those were the original lyrics,
from that song in Sound/ Music ….*
*giggles*
What, “Lonely Goatherd”?
*high-fives Theresa*
Dutch/Flemish is full of snickers for English speakers. After all, “baseball” is “honkball.”
I’m from Belgium! Woo, represent!
Don’t drink though.. I’m surprised they haven’t thrown me out of the country.
I love Belgium! It’s beautiful! But all the announcements in the airports/train stations take forever . . .
vut the waffles and mussels more than compensate for that minor irritarion!
But, not vut! too early in the AM for typing. sorry.
*squints at kanji*
Matsubayashi? Am I reading that right? My kanji has gotten so bad since I left Japan.
Oh, and the kitten is totally adorbs, too.
AWW
I so want to snorgle that kitty 