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Woodhouse Lager Beer. So I find myself with a Woodie in my hand. They say a woodie in the hand is worth two in the bush although I would think the opposite to be true. Time to clean up this review a bit. Great looking pour. This lager has a good head on its shoulders...
Balls Falls sounds like a hernia to me. Not the most appealing name, maybe they should have a beer naming party? A name may help sell the beer (or not) but it has no bearing on its taste. So taste we shall. First impression, a bit bubbly, but that settled by second...
Nice dark pour, thin white head. Nice and cold. All set for a great tasting. This amber comes on strong, kickin’ ass and taking names. More flavour than I would expect from a 5 per center. Unlike my Maple Leafs who are no longer in the playfoffs despite a banner...
North of 41, ha! The cranky old men drinking beer are all North of 61 let alone 41. That explains the old. And here I am at the end of my bag of chips, trying to dip those little pieces, getting dip on my fingers, trying not to get it on the channel changer. That...
Why don't they call them unihorns? Just saying... This isn’t my first rodeo but I couldn't seem to pour this one without a high tide, I tried twice. More foam than a bubble bath in a PG rated movie. According to the can this beer is “best enjoyed while riding a...
Picture perfect pour. But that is where the party ended. Tongue Tied for sure. Juice bomb, citrus, gusher, are all descriptors used on the can. “A soft kiss of stone fruit on the finish.” More like a French kiss from a giraffe! Nothing subtle or soft about this...
This honey lager looks great in the glass, but these little cans at 355ml are more like a dose than a quaff. They look pretty small next to a 500ml Sapporo, which segues into my rant about the major Canadian brewers. Sapporo bought Sleeman in 2013, joining the likes...
What we have here is an identity crisis. Am I a pale ale, or an IPA? I can’t decide. I am bursting with Hoppy flavour but trying to be light and smooth at the same time. Maybe I am a wanna be lager too. Or a lite beer? Not as many personalities as Sybil* but darn...
A traditional American Pale Ale, on the market since 1939. Not just pale, extra pale! How pale? Paler than the love child of Jim Gaffigan and Elvira. Paler than a sea-sick albino. Paler than my legs after a long winter. That’s how pale! This is the type of American...
There are beers that are good and beers that are great. This beer is both. I sampled this Mill St. brew, which I didn’t recognize, and I loved it. Smoothness of a lager with the full flavour of an amber. A near perfect combination. Then I read the fine print, in a...