While there, we enjoyed a couple of bottles of Goose Island's Bourbon County Stout.
Really, REALLY good beer, but 13% alcohol.
I got knocked on my butt by it, and even after drinking water for an hour or so, I really wasn't in great shape to drive home. I did so anyway, and it is only by the grace of God and some greasy food in my stomach that I made it home OK.
Never again. I'll enjoy that beer, but not in any circumstance where I have to drive. The stuff is just too strong.
(hell, just writing this entry, I'm making a lot of typos. Ten out of ten for style, but minus several million for good judgment.)