553 Reviews
Drinking Sours for me is like playing that old game of Whack a Mole at the fair. Very much hit and miss. When it comes to Sours. just like Clint I have had to deal with the good, the bad and the ugly. Shout out to Humbert who asked for more reviews of Sours, as...
My travels recently took me to Ottawa where I had a chance to drop in to Whiprsnapr Brewing Co. This is a cozy spot where the folks are clearly passionate about their beer and take pride in producing some very tasty bevies. The Fresh Hop Rye Pale Ale is a great sample...
Although I have a lot of miles in the skies I don’t know a beaver from an otter when it comes to aircraft. I do know its an otter that shits on my dock. Filthy oversized rodent. This brew has nothing to do with otters or beavers or dock crapping, it is a tribute to...
Black tie with a Red Stripe. No, not a dry cleaning challenge from an Italian wedding. Instead, it’s a Jamaican* lager and a fancy pants dinner. The secret to a successful event, two words. Open bar. So I’m at the bar and it’s the usual fare. Looks like I am the only...
Sarah MacLachlan thought that love was better than ice cream. Tom Waits is an ice cream man you probably don’t want selling to the kids. And Van Halen’s David Lee Roth was an ice cream man who made house calls.* Lost Craft (where did I put that boat) Brewery is...
I love me an amber…..usually. Almost without fail I love me an amber. If it is an amber you can safely assume I will love it and your assumption will most likely be correct. Most likely. Usually. Almost without fail. Maybe you see where I am going with this....
People wonder why I have grown a beard. I am a Leafs fan so it certainly isn’t a playoff beard, although maybe this is the year? Some people ask if I am a hunter. Nope, the only hunting I do is for tonight’s review brew in the ol’ beer fridge. Someone said if I had a...
After sampling a double IPA yesterday, one might ask if this is the daily double. It just so happens that although I had a good experience with a pumpkin based brew previously despite my hatred of that round orange useless distasteful fruit, I didn’t want to push my...
East coasting again, out to Dartmouth Nova Scotia this time, despite being told by Nine Locks to Frig Off. Not the East Coast welcome and hospitality I have grown accustomed to, but this brew has big flavour and big attitude so they tells us. In case this term is...
First things first, as is so often the case, shout out and thanks to Elaine, the much better half of James, for the great handmade Oktoberfesting bag. Now second thing first, as is rarely the case. I am required (at the risk of another grievance and work to rule) to...