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Premi-Yum!

Premi-Yum!

Is premium the new norm? I mean we’ve sampled more premiums than Bayer has pills. * Pilsners that are lagers, and lagers that aren’t pilsners, and ales for what ails you. Lights and darks, whites and reds. Canadian, American, Dutch, German, Austrian, Japanese and...

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Dank You Very Much

Dank You Very Much

In the 70’s I had a tour of the Women’s Penitentiary in Kingston. * Scary place, reminiscent of the Ken Kesey cuckoo’s nest psychiatric ward. ** Why such a seemingly arbitrary segue into a Matron’s double? Well the reason I took that tour was a friend of mine’s Mother...

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A Tartan Day Toast

A Tartan Day Toast

Sláinte mhath! Time for a Tartan Day toast to all you would be, wanna be, and wish you were Bravehearts. * Here’s to the Cranky Old Men and friends, may your whisky be as cheap as Farmer Steve, your problems as trivial as our Editor, and your beer as plentiful as...

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Getting Down to Business

Getting Down to Business

To say 1986 didn’t start off on the right foot is a bit of an understatement of both cosmic and nuclear proportions. With the Space Shuttle Challenger explosion and the Chernobyl meltdown, there wasn’t much to cheer about earlier in the year. But if you were living in...

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Taken for a Ride

Taken for a Ride

As we have said many times over the years, the artistry on the can and the creativity of the name don't amount to a hill of beans when it comes to good beer. The clan from Tooth and Nail Brewing validate our take on things. The can has a fairly industrial look with...

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The Art of War with Paddles

The Art of War with Paddles

I searched through the encyclopedic enclaves and the dusty tomes that are the cranky old central library. In the back of my mind’s eye I could see it as clear as a Cape Breton rolling fog during a ski mishap induced concussion, the classic treatise on mortal conflict....

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Survival of the Fattest

Survival of the Fattest

I thought a fat bike was one of those stationary bikes that you put in your downstairs “gym” by the beer fridge and only used once (the bike not the beer fridge) before putting it up for sale on Kijiji two years later for ½ the price you paid for it. But apparently...

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Rust Red

Rust Red

Lunchtime libations at Rust Bistrobar. * They say rust never sleeps but they aren’t open on Mondays and Tuesdays. ** Their house craft quaff, Rust Red Ale, from sources unknown, led to an investigation by our server who returned with a clue. St. Thomas was emblazoned...

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O Amber

O Amber

London has graced us with another organic offering for quaffering. They’re serving up an Amber au naturel. If that phrase provided you with an enjoyable mental visual, your welcome. Local organic malts and hops they tell us. Canada Certified organic they tell us. Just...

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Classy Old Men Drinking Beer

Classy Old Men Drinking Beer

It was Ron Burgundy, anchorman of fame and infamy, and a classic classless ass who ironically uttered those words every night “You stay classy San Diego”. Is Bellwoods doing a tip of the tankard to Will Ferrell’s alter ego? * Or are they simply implying that by...

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