As I attempted to remind my dear wife earlier this month, I'm allergic to the scent of most flowers - which is why I rarely buy her any. (That's my story and I'm sticking to it.) I much prefer a good Fin du Monde - nothing like a beer that calls itself, the End of the World, (as we know it and I feel fine).
This abject silliness is to point you at a very good series of posts from my 'gator friend, Kingdom Grace - TULIP or BEERS - beginning here. It would be good for some of my Calvinist friends to engage with her.
