More Fat Tire at Parma Tavern

If you follow i just ate this or just know me, you know I love Parma Tavern.  We picked the dog up from the UGA vet hospital today (mad props to them for fixing my dog) and thought she deserved a special treat. In reality I think we meant we deserved a beer or two after all the dog stress we've endured over the past couple weeks. Either way, we were gonna go somewhere in Athens but headed toward the house instead.

Since it was such a beautiful afternoon/dusk-time we decided to take her to Parma and sit outside on the patio. I had a Fat Tire. That's what I always have there. Fat Tire tastes best at Parma because of the magic glass.

Yum.