So it had been a good long time since my last beer. At work I was thinking to myself that it would be the bee's knee's if I got home from work and my bride had stocked the refrigerator with an ample supply of Michelob Amberbock. In the interest of expectation management however, I quckly jumped in with, "Well, to be honest, I'd be stoked with any cold beer." Well I arrived at Casa GI after a long week at work and guess what, in the fridge was a 12 pack of Michelob Amberbock Dark Lager. Not only can she read my mind, she's quite a fetching specimen who has aged much more gracefully than I. When we're out in public together, I imagine people thinking, "Look at that dirty old man with a wife half his age! In reality, she's 2 years older than me and still occassionally gets carded for cigarettes.