553 Reviews
Apocalypso?? Perhaps a misspelled tribute to the epic war film “Apocalypse Now”*, or the not as epic but still engaging Mel Gibson’s “Apocalypto”.** More likely it is word play in reference to the Calypso hops used in this Collingwood dry hopped pils.*** The Blue...
Brock Street claims to be “the most refreshing street in Canada”, although Mill Street, William Street, Schooner Street, Lock Street and a number of other street named breweries may challenge that claim. Regardless of who is the refreshest, I am a Brock Street fan. I...
Lake of Bays tell us that if we are a Day Dreamin’ fan (the beer or the activity) that this will be our next stop. A brew infused with T.Kettle and tropical fruit, it is supposed to be just our cup of tea in a tropical paradise. Of course I’m not a tea steeper and...
At the cottage solo, or as I like to say, I have checked into my sane asylum. A well stocked beer fridge is a joy to behold. As JT would say ”Decisions, decisions…”.* I am not quite sure how decisive I am, maybe I am, maybe I’m not, I don’t know for sure. I can't...
Ok Collective Arts, listen up. I have said this before but I am not going to say this again. I figure there must be a few struggling, starving artists in Canada waiting for their big break. For you to give your beer can space to help them is a very Canadian thing to...
When you are reviewing brews, you have to watch your Ps and Qs,* your ABVs and your IBUs. Case in point is this stout from down on the Anderson homestead. A high ABV for a traditional stout and a high IBU too. Not imperial or impervious, but nonetheless I must confess...
I love me an amber. An ember, not so much. But this Burning Ember is a Lake of Bays Red IPA so maybe it will be an ember to remember. The brewers will explain a red IPA with a lot of technical mumbo jumbo but basically it’s more malts to go with the hops. Another...
Spring is sprung, but no grass is showing. Spring my ass, it’s still snowing.* The first day of Spring and it looks like we are living in a snow globe. No dockside dalliances or boathouse brews in the foreseeable future, the last vestiges of winter are hard pressed to...
Out on a Saturday evening, March break bowling with the brood. When it comes to bowling the only time I am going to break 100 is on the highway going home, but the alley is licensed so things are looking up, and they have an interesting draft selection which I am...
Pils for your ills and ales for what ales ya’. Although I am feeling fine I think it’s time for my pils. You know the old saying, 16 ounces of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Old Ben Franklin spouted that advice back in the day and ended up on the US $100 bill so...