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When it comes to coffee, I like mine hotter than the hobs of hell, blistered lips be damned. Unless of course it is a coffee stout, then chill and swill is the plan. This isn’t a coffee stout though. It is a coffee dark mild, that being a dark English ale. Not just a...
Out on the lake tonight trying to catch a couple of fat bass-tards. No luck, but that’s maybe a good thing because I don’t think fat bass-tard season is open yet. Ever try visualization? It doesn’t work for fishing, unless you are visualizing not catching anything....
Cool night, a fireside ABC brew and a good book with lots more letters in it. I think it is the unauthorized biography of our Editor.* I got to wondering if anyone reads anymore or any less for that matter. Statistics show that readers read the same but non-readers...
Mondo is an adjective that means something remarkable or striking, surfers would say a mondo wave is of epic proportions. They may not be outstanding in their field, but the COMDB translation department had a field day with the word “mondo”. They tell us that in...
How about a COM International Armchair brew tour to exotic Europe, with Poland’s favorite brew and snackin’ on my 4 cheese Italian Cheez-Its. A beer and a snack, my $5 a day tour of the old country. Pouring that big ol’ bottle of pale lager* into my big ol’ pale...
Took the grandkids out for dinner the other day to a high-end classy restaurant, and lo and behold it was “kid’s eat free day” at Wacky Wings. Nice surprise. How about a non-descript little can of brown that ends up being a super suds brew extrodinaire. That’s a nice...
The big ol’ tuna on the can, is fish face first in the sand, and got me wishin’, about goin’ fishin’. It isn’t Charlie the beer can tuna.* And it isn’t Charlie Horse, or a Charlie Brown quote, or a Chocolate Factory Charlie visit either, although we have had all those...
Editor’s Comment: An RA Sunday night special sip and report review. A MacKinnon farm produce pint is up for a pour and score. RA quaffing a light fruit beer, say it isn’t so! I think I just felt the earth shift on it’s axis a bit. Nothing will ever be the same again....
There is no such thing as a bumbleberry, but I do remember a girl in high-school nicknamed “bumble buns” which of course represents a different food group. That didn’t sound right, did it? Anyway, there is such a thing as bumbleberry pie which is a unique Canadian...
After exploring my Regina in depth, we head east to the belle province for a west coast IPA. Racking up some air miles here. I parle vous a bit and in my books “Belle-mere” means mother-in-law, but the girl gracing this beer can looks like no mother-in-law I ever met....