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Every day is a dog daze around here when I have to walk the snaggle toothed, butt draggin’ ,leg humpin’, buffalo breathed, canine member of the family. I use the term “walk” loosely because our four-legged freeloader does more sniffin’ then walkin’. If a dog is a...
Paradise lost you say. Did you look by the dashboard light? * How about on the road? ** I hope you aren’t referring to Milton’s classic ode to Adam and Eve, a poem that by its very length ensures that no one will ever read the whole thing. I couldn’t even get through...
Tributary? German Style Wheat? Can you see the concerned look in my words? When it comes to wheat beers I usually go against the grain. Not my thing. I love me an amber, but I’m not too sweet on the wheat. My last Avling adventure was a super suds experience from the...
I have a Skeleton Park brew in hand and at hand, their Heritage Series, and they are digging up an amber from the past. There is a real “Skeleton Park” in Kingston, a playground that is located on what was once a cemetery. Before construction they removed the remains,...
The boys of summer are back, in spring training.* I remember a hockey player after watching his first baseball game saying “They shower after this?” I’m not sure about post game batting clean up, but baseball players make some major coin these days, maybe that's why...
The legend of the Blarney Stone is that those who kiss it are bestowed “the gift of gab”. * I can think of a few politicians who probably not only kissed it but may have sucked on it for a while. Come to think of it, there are a few that may have swallowed it and...
At the Lake of Bays Bracebridge Barrlehouse for a brew and it turned out to be a serendipitous suds sampling. Serendipitous, how so you say, because you enjoy an alliteration as much as I do. * Well, I hand my business card to the bar tender, because when I’m...
Our craft connoisseur RA is on the case with a Haven German style pale lager. RA does not make a decision to not finish a beer lightly. When he is done before it is done, that is almost never done, so you know that a pour poor quaffing is in the offing. Normally I...
The wheelie pulling delivery guy on the can is in orbit and hauling ass (and pizza) around some unrecognizable pre- continental shift of a planet I assume is Earth. Although these days you never know what we’ll be calling the planet next. Enough political commentary,...
One honey brown goin’ down, straight from the Haliburton Highlands into my glass. As Jackie Gleason would say “how sweet it is”, * and of course the “it” he was referring to was life. It’s another thirsty Thursday and COMDB are on the Crownsmen Show to add some 5%...