February has been declared to be Stout Month. I have a real problem with that…..why is the shortest month of the year Stout Month? I would suggest that either December or January be Stout Month….that way we would get 3 more days of Stout Loving! OK…enough of that.
I’m actually glad that we have a Stout Month, no matter how many days it has. It gives me a chance to create a top ten list of why I love Stouts! Here they are in no particular order:
10. Love the different adjunct flavors in Stouts….chocolate, vanilla, coffee, chili pepper, 
coconut……all the way to beets, peppermint…and who knows whats next?
9. Appreciate the different barrel agings and what they do to a Stout….bourbon, whiskey, tequila, wine, sherry, cognac….
8. Love the trend toward Stouts in cans! 
Looking forward to the Speedway Stout Cans.
7. Would prefer Stouts in 12 oz.(or 16 oz.) bottles….22 oz. bombers is a bit much for one person.
6. Really enjoy trading with my fellow Stout lovers!
5. I like collecting the glassware to match the brewer or Stout.
4. Happy to see collaborations between brewers, coffee roasters, and chocolate chefs (?). Love local sourcing partnerships.
3. I’m happy that if I can’t drink my Stout of choice right away….it’s considered “aging”!
2. Appreciate those brewers who brew a straight down the middle Imperial Stout! Tough to do.
1. I really love the taste of a Stout over any other style….although I like a good IPA from time to time!
Did I miss anything! Why do you love Stouts! Share why you love Stouts with all of us! Leave a comment and let us know why you are a Stout Lover!!
Happy Stout Month!
Stoutwhisperer 
I agree with all your reasons to love stouts. I also like the fact that they can wrap around you at the end of as long week and make you feel warm and happy even in the depths of winter (as well as working in the summer) without blowing your head off with aroma and activity. There’s something wonderfully calming about them that also calls to the idea that they could have been drawn from the depths of history, surrounded by eldritch trees looming out of the mist and forcing you in toward the large fire burning in the roundhouse in a small village. Pre and Post Roman mythologies can collide in that peaty blackness.
Oh, and the textures. Got to admire the velvet and the soft gravel of these beasts.
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I really like your descriptive prose! Stout sipping can do that to you. Although I’m not nearly as eloquent as you are, I appreciate and agree with your comments – and you are welcome here anytime!
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