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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...
On a family ski trip to Ellicottville NY and we passed by a restaurant named FTR. The misses thought it looked quaint, and would be good for us and the grandkids, so I said I would check it out online. “It has a kid’s menu” I told her, and that was all she wrote, we...
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....
“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...
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,...
“True North” out of Vaughn. You know what’s North of Vaughn? How about almost all of Canada, most of Europe, Russia, Scandinavia, Alaska, Greenland, Mongolia, and Kazakhstan to name a few places. If you are from Toronto and have never been to Algonquin Park (which is...
Dry February, what a concept. I find myself in this self-inflicted purgatory wondering how I got here, when my better half arrives with the announcement "I bought you some beer." My pulse immediately quickened as I leapt to examine the purchase. My mind was already...
Hip hop? I can tell you who’s who in The Who, or who’s still alive from the Grateful Dead. I can talk rock like nobody’s business. Hip Hop, not so much. There is that guy named after the candies, M&M, then there’s the Bestie Boys, and Mary Obliged but that’s all I...