It's cold. My laptop says it's 31°, and I believe it: The two most prominent sounds in my aural arena are the wispy winds rapping against my window and the hiss of the radiator readying itself for combat against the evenings projected low of 23. It's Saturday night and I don't dare go outside: I shudder at the thought that winter doesn't officially start for another month.Luckily tonight, I find myself prepared with a couple selections from Magic Hat's Feast of Fools winter variety pack. In South Burlington, Vermont, they must realize winter doesn't always wait until December 21st, so these bottles have been tucked away in the fridge for a few weeks now awaiting such an opportunity. I'll speak about the merits of the beers themselves, but they also stand as excellent examples of the variety of ways a winter beer palate can be whet.
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