Elephant in the Wild

I went to a place called Meadhall.  Where I got no mead.  But that is another story.  This is an elephant story.  So, this place has like a thousand beers on tap which would normally have made it very hard for me to decide what I wanted.  But this place also had a special glass for almost every beer as well.  And I knew exactly what I had to get.  Delirium.  I mean, how could I not.  Pink elephants everywhere.  I might have to make this my new beer.