I've got a couple of recommendations for you this evening, beginning with the Murphy's Irish Stout. If you know one Irish beer, it's Guinness Extra Stout, but if you know two, then you know Murphy's Irish Stout. Murphy's is brewed in Cork, Ireland, and like its Dublin counterpart, is notable for containing nitrogen. Tonight's particular Murphy's was poured straight from a can (!!!) and injected with nitrogen via the legendary widget, which can also be found in cans and bottles of Guinness. Murphy's has a nice, creamy head that starts the drinking experience off smoothly. Imagine a root beer float after the ice cream has been melted and you'll have an idea of the consistency of head we're talking here. The body is full and dark, but not bitter. It goes down shockingly smooth, leaving a pleasant, slightly chocolate-y aftertaste. A delicious beverage. The Rogue Shakespeare Stout, on the other hand, is one of the biggest, bitterest son of a bitch beers I've ever had, and every sip is better than the last. Brewed by Rogue Ales of Oregon, the Shakespeare Stout is an in-your-face beer that dares you not to love it. Lightweights will bristle at its overwhelming flavor, but for anyone ready to love a beer for its ballsiness, this is welcome treat. A man's beer if there ever was one, the Shakespeare Stout is blacker than a steer's tuckus on a moonless prairie night, and bears the name of the Bard with pride, as evidenced by the not-Shakespeare declaring solidarity with his beer brethern that adorns the bottle. Rogue has quite a few other brilliant beers as well, and you can bet that you'll be seeing a few of them in this space in the near future. Until then, do as Shakespeare advised, and drink up, because a good beer is a terrible thing to waste.