553 Reviews
A visit to Clear Lake but this is no spa day, it’s a howl at the full moon Saturday night and the place is hopping. It’s a full house tonight and I’m straight to the bar, flush with cash, and with a credit card that should be dealt with. A wings special, a messy...
No Leisure Suit Larry here, we’re talking polyester track pants Paul, as in Jeff Paul, who Trestle adoringly refer to as their, and I quote, “sweatsedo superhero”. The diatribe on the can has more adjectives than my Thesaurus and summarizes by describing track pants...
“Amarillo by mornin’, Amarillo’s on my mind.” * George Strait had a one-track mind when it came to Amarillo, that Bible belt rodeo ridin’ region of the North Texas panhandle. Not to be confused with Miranda Lambert’s song “Armadillo from Amarillo”. “I met an armadillo...
JT is a no oars off-shore wind powered water on the water and beer on the pier serious sort of sailor. Me, if my 60 horse merc doesn’t fire up I’m fishing off the dock. Jimmy Buffet was a smooth singing son of a son of a sailor.* All of this sailing segue is for this...
Modelo and Corona. Both similar Mexican lagers, they must be fierce competitors? As adversarial as the matador and the bull? Ali and Frazier? Depp and Heard? Nope. Corona is a Modelo brand. To complicate matters, Grupo Modelo was purchased in 2013 by Anheuser-Busch...
There seems to be a whole lot of shaking going on. Bond wanted it shaken, not stirred. Taylor Swift just shook it off and Suzi Quattro was shakin’ all over. Live Johnny Winter And,* arguably one of the best live rock albums out there, includes Johnny’s cover of “Whole...
From Chambly in the Belle Province, just East of Montreal, to just East of everything else. It’s a whitecap rolling in from the far East coast, as in the Rock. A Newfoundland ultra-light from Port Rexton, this NEIPA is in session. While sight-seeing in PR in addition...
As far as gardening goes, don’t call on me to buff the begonias or pot the petunias, my thumbs are a boring and typical flesh colour, no green opposable digits here. But when it comes to Oktoberfest I have no problem planting myself in a beer garden for an evening. I...
I can parle vous un peu, but if I don’t ask the COMDB translation department to translate for me, you would think it’s the end of the world. They get in a huff and the next time I have a Spanish or German beer I’m pas de chance. It turns out “La Fin du Monde” is the...
Is year is the year? And is this beer the beer? The answer to both questions is probably no but let me explain. My first thought was a beer that boost my beloved Buds from our favourite baseball brewer, bravo! But as my pedantic pain in the ass Editor tells me so...