I came home from work today to find two packages in the mail. One had three tins of OGS and two tins of Presby. The other had two tins of Erinmore, a tin of Irish Oak (for St. Paddy's Day), and a couple of cobs and extra bits I picked up for a fellow PSF member who lives in Ireland. I love hauls like this, and my cellar continues to grow. I'm gonna banish that horrid Sutliff Golden Age to the dungeon, sanitize the jar that held it with a flame thrower, and set out some Presby. The smoking lamp is lit!