Call It Stout, Though It Isn't
I'm glad such a venerable publication as the NYT shares my interest in both beer and assuring no misunderstood term remains so (misunderstood, that is). I'm also glad that the author has a "go-to midday brew."
And I'm most glad of all that I have only 26 days left in San Diego until I get to go home and mooch off my parents for the nearly two-month long Hanukah/Christmas/Birthday/New Year's season (because, let's be honest, now that we're on our own, we all know that paying rent really, really sucks the hairy root).
