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My old buddy Fonger got all excited when he heard I was reviewing sweet grass. I guess he was thinking of something other than this golden ale. Maybe he was thinking of Sweet Leaf (you introduced me to my mind) from the golden age of grass and his rocking the Black...
Another brew of the month club selection from Big Rock. They can talk the talk but can they rock the bock? Helles in German means pale, so is this a pale bock. They call it a Bock Lager when in fact aren’t all bocks lagers? They tell us the “the Devil is in the...
I gave Collective Arts a tune up a while ago for not featuring more Canadian artists on their cans. This one is from Montreal so it looks like they heard me. Consumer activism in action! Danica Olders from Montreal is doing her best Picasso interpretation, I think?...
I'll pass on the flowery introductions to this beer like some of my cohorts like to put in.* This beer has a definite citrusy hit on the first sip. Followed by a nice backbone of subtle maltiness. Nice. Refreshing, not over the top. Just a nice tasting beer. Subtlety...
I had an opportunity to attend a private tasting of an up and coming London Brewer, Weirdo Brothers Brewing, or WBB for short. Now I know "private function" sounds a bit fancy, but this was beer tasting so sign me up for that. The "brothers" are a very down-to-earth...
Did you know that Belgium can do more than waffles and chocolate and claim to be where Dr. Evil *was raised? I didn’t, but apparently there are over 1200 types of beer brewed in the country which equates to a different type of beer for every 25.57 square kilometers of...
The Department of Morality (the missus) hands me a couple packages of steak for the BBQ. I look at the price and ask her if she really wants me to sear these suckers, she usually doesn’t trust me with such a prime cut. She tells me she is busy and I have to. How would...
North meets South. Norwegian hops meet New Zealand hops. As far as North of New Zealand goes, that narrows it down to 192 countries and everyone in the world except for some penguins freezing their asses off in Antarctica*. The can depicts what I think are the...
Due to my keen deductive reasoning (spidey sense), and since this is an Italian style pilsner, I surmised that the word Figo is Italian and it turns out I am correct. Apparently Figo is Italian for “cool”.* My Figo poured clear and light golden with wisps of white...
With a brew at the BBQ, burning burgers for the brood. Following the COMDB Guide to the Fine Art of BBQ which tells us that well done is well done, I am crisping these patties while partaking in a pint. Now that I have that flurry of fine and fitting alliterations...