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Date night! Out on the town. All dressed up in long sleeves and my best cardigan. Quarter chicken dinner and splurge on the white meat you ask? Nope, we are going uptown downtown, it’s fancy pants tonight. Cashed an RRSP and out to the Fat Rabbit, an award winning...
Taylor Momsen was river bound and for good reason. “I'm going back to the river, Where the devil can't find me.” The Boss went down there even though he knew that the river was dry. Meanwhile Tina made the keen observation that the river was deep while the mountain...
At the Port House (not to be confused with The Portsmouth House) for a brunch of sorts, as in beer and lunch. A little day drinking is good for your mental health and your digestion so they say.* I spied an Old Credit brew on the menu, which brought back fond memories...
My Editor warned me about reviewing this one, take it easy on the Mafia he said. He didn’t realize that Thin Man is based in Buffalo NY and Pills Mafia is a tailgate tip of the tankard to the Bills Mafia, the hardcore Buffalo Bills football fan base. I’ve been a...
Twas a late night cold and dreary, JT and I were getting beery, Over many a quaint and curious pints to score While I nodded nearly napping, at the window came a flapping And so did a midnight black Raven appear at my door. Where no bird had been before. The...
Pontificating once again with those two crazy Crownsmen, Jerrod and Rory, and I wanted to introduce them to an early influence of mine. They say you always remember your first and Juicy Ass was my first. Being an old school lager and pils guy I was somewhat reluctant...
I enjoy a Mӓrzen as much as the next guy, that is if the next guy is wearing lederhosen and drinking from a boot glass. That’s right. I love me a Mӓrzen. And who doesn’t love a story from Stephen Leacock about Mariposa.* Leacock’s summers were spent in Orillia, and...
When it comes to fashion, I know that plaid on plaid is a go to for us COM but I was unaware that black is the new red. Of course, there was that time in the bowling alley, and then the Shillow beer of the month club incident. Could this “red” be another case of...
Big Wave, from the big island, owned by a big beer company, in a little itty bitty bottle.* It’s 12 ounces of Island time, a bit of a tropical island respite on a cool fall night. I wonder which island this bottle is from. Let’s see, according to the Kona label, this...
A fireside chat with a duck and it’s double. But after a shake of a duck’s tail when the polaroid was fully developed, I find out another duck photobombed my pic. Three ducks! A mischievous mallard snuck into the frame and there’s nothing I can do about it, I’m...