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Some have surmised my love of amber is directly related to an old flame. Unrequited long lost love. Fond reminiscing of what could have been but never was. Broken heart on my tear drenched sleeve without reprieve. Nope, I just love the taste. But I must admit when I...
Nick, Nora and I out on the town to down a Thin Man,* and that meant a visit to Beertown in downtown Hogtown. My man Sunny tells me to try their collab brew Trial by Muskrat. Which reminds me of that damn otter that keeps shitting on my dock, and I’m finding muskrat...
At a Hy steaks dinner, way out of my price range. Luckily the only thing I was paying was attention and compliments. Had a great chat with the bartender who once he discovered I was a beer reviewer (I told him in hopes of a freebie, no dice) asked me what has become a...
Rhymin’ Simon was keeping warm through a hazy shade of winter, while Nat King Cole was having some lazy hazy crazy summer days. Not to be outdone, Tori was in a spring induced haze.* Me, I’m hopping on board a Hazecraft which will hopefully lead to an out of this...
Crossing the border, this time literally. My mission, to achieve a New York state of mind by scoring some New York State brewskies. To achieve this crafty clandestine caper I have devised a foolproof cover. I have the misses and the grandkids in tow and the vehicle...
JT is travelling to try and take his mind off dry February. Across the pond, taking in the sites, “drinking” in the local culture so to speak, and counting the days. As for the rest of us, duty calls in the form of a well stocked beer fridge and a frosty brew or two....
It looks like Shawn & Ed, the ampersand completes the brand, have ditched the thermos bottle and are back in black with a can full of dark lager. A simple understated and I must admit, sharp looking can of beer. A debutante at the black and white ball, a pretty...
“All hail the king of hops”, so say the Amsterdam brewers* about their imperial IPA. If it’s big numbers that make you King, this brew has them in spades. But Peter Parker and I both know that with great power comes great responsibility.* The current version of...
I popped and poured this puppy, an MVP premium, to watch the big game. Without Dallas or Buffalo playing, I didn’t have a horse in the race, but I was hoping the MVP would be Cafferty or Purdy. But we all know the real MVP of the game was Taylor Swift. I must admit, I...
After an unpleasant experience with a liver shiver giver of an imperial stout, it’s time to get hooked up with a heavenly Helles on earth light and bright brewski. And you know what they say, when in Rome do as the Romans do. No, I’m not drinking this in a toga,...