Look twice, pour once

I would cap ~ 1/2 the bottle and leave it out to try again tomorrow night. Being it's so high in alcohol, it will probably taste pretty good despite the carbonation loss.

 

Just enjoy it. Sounds like a nice nightcap to me. Drink an extra glass of water before bed, and set your alarm a little earlier if you think you'll have a hard time getting up in the morning. It might not be ideal, but when life gives you lemons, drink imperial stouts.

 

I haven't made that mistake, but if it makes you feel better I'll tell you about my latest beer mistake that made me feel like an idiot:
The other night I was trying to pour a homebrewed oatmeal stout off my tap and the flow was absolutely horrible. My first thought was that my line ws clogged so I opened up the kegerator to see if there was something in the line. Nope. Next thought was that th tap was clogged, so I unhooked the beer out line, drained it, took the tap off the tower, took it apart, saw that it looked clean but I cleaned it again anyway, and put everything back together. Still just a trickle. I checked the gauges on the regulator and they looked right, not to mention the other tap was working perfectly. In the end it turns out that I had the gas turned off at the splitter attached to the regulator. I wasted an hour of my life on a problem that literally took 30 seconds to solve if you count in the time to pull out the keg to get easy access to the valve.

 

I think that may be why they used a bright yellow cap with a hazard symbol on it.
Apparently it didn't work.

 

Drove home from 3floyds with a 6pk of Alpha King a couple months ago. When I got back home it was pouring rain. Didn't realize that the rain would soak the cardboard holder so quickly. All six fell out the bottom and hit the concrete while I was opening the door. 3 of the bottles broke.

 

LMAO because I've learned that same hard lesson over the years (too many times to remember). Now, when I get to the point of "just one more beer", I now cut myself off because I've burned myself too many times only to regret it. I'm a slow learner and it takes me more times to "get it" than the average Joe, be a quick study and don't make the same mistakes. Now, I'm not assuming anything as far as quantity consumed goes, my experience is based on a good drinking night, if your isn't, then it's time to get your eyes checked! (it's all good, man!)

 

i've done similar but it's usually a willing, albeit misguided (read: booze-induced), decision at the end of the night that i tend not to regret until the terrible morning comes.

 

Yeah the night a few years back I decided a 6er of DFH 60, a 4pack of 90 and a single of 120 while watching a UFC on PPV was a good idea.

 

I haven't made the mistake, but if I did that, I would have poured it back in the bottle and capped it with one of these, then drink it the next day. I'm not one to overdrink, so either I leave it to the next day or I drain pour.

 

Bummer. I'd take a chance with a crappy morning and go ahead and down that bad boy and enjoy it. The alternative of trying to cap the bottle or drain pour it sounds worse.

 

If you're gonna drink some WWS you might as well follow it up with a nice dram of something Scottish.

 

never to that extreme, but i've made similar mistakes a few times. never anything worse than wanting X style beer (say, a light and refreshing pale ale) and accidentally grabbing and uncapping a big stout.

i keep special and/or "aging" beers away from "ready" beers though.

 

I did a similar move with 2 growlers. Both were IPAs. One was labeled - Horseheads IPA @ 8.3%; the other was Hoptimum @ 10.8%. Had a couple friends over and pulled one out which I thought was the Horseheads since I didn't realize at the time it was labeled. I poured the Hoptimum so we all thought the Horseheads was excellent. I didn't mind sharing the Hoptimum [by mistake] but what was upsetting is that I really couldn't tell that it was Hoptimum and not Horseheads.

 

I am pretty methodical as a ticker so I can't say this has ever happened. I'd say my biggest mistake is opening nice bottles I've been saving when I'm several beers in and can no longer taste very much. Sort of a waste.

 

So..., my 2nd fridge was packed for a cookout, so I could barely fit 2 growlers I bought that day in there. Of course, I open up the fridge and pull out a wire drawer to grab something for the cookout and knocked a growler of Stone RIS to the concrete floor. It looked like darkness was overtaking my garage floor. FML, the cleanup was a bitch. Never even opened it

 

Local watering hole, known for it's rather mediocre Irish pub typical beer selection (Smithwicks, Guinness Nitro Draught, Harp...)

Last time I went there for a quick meal, saw that they had some new tap handles up, including my old standby, HopDevil. So, figured I'd order that, simple enough. The bartender, thinking that she'd help me out selecting my beer, suggested their new Double IPA they got on tap, saying "Almost a TRIPLE IPA." I thought to myself, Hm, Fegleys? 120 Minute?

She called it "Doobie."

WTF is Doobie? Seemed interesting enough, and the masking tape on the tap handle read Doobie, sure enough. So, I let her talk me into it. She brings me back this god awful concoction: http://beeradvocate.com/beer/profile/1416/67046
Uinta Dubhe Imperial Black IPA.

Now I enjoy a black IPA every once in a while, but this tasted like a mix between Hop Wallop and Guinness Extra Stout, which you'd think might be tasty, but naaah. I see the decent rating for this, but when you're just looking for a decently hopped, amber colored brew, and you end up sipping a coffee colored hop-bomb, it tends to kill the meal.

I should've known better. I recommended they talk to their distributor about giving a bit of a crash course to their bartenders regarding craft recommendations. Not that the girl had any ill intention, and was just trying to do her best by recognizing me as a craft enthusiast, and immediately directing me to their hoppiest beer on tap, but I'd rather have had a Boston Lager at that point.

 

I hate Indian Brown. Whenever I see a single of it on a shelf, I get my hopes up that somehow the distrubutor or brewery screwed up and sent some WWS to Georgia. But alas, no, it's just Indian Brown.

I've done this probably 50 times now. You would think I'd learn.