1772 Reviews
Toasts to the ghosts! All hallows eve and the neighbourhood youth are out in full force. The grandkids got a haul of candy that would choke Willie Wonka. Unfortunately, when it comes to my favourite, the red licorice, the pickin’s were as slim as Paris runway model....
From the rocky Puffin populated East coast of Newfoundland to the verdant green rain-soaked West coast, it was quite a hike but we are back in Vancouver again. I’m usually shoe gazing but tonight I’m star gazing. Usually when you ask for the moon and the stars, you...
From Chambly in the Belle Province, just East of Montreal, to just East of everything else. It’s a whitecap rolling in from the far East coast, as in the Rock. A Newfoundland ultra-light from Port Rexton, this NEIPA is in session. While sight-seeing in PR in addition...
As far as gardening goes, don’t call on me to buff the begonias or pot the petunias, my thumbs are a boring and typical flesh colour, no green opposable digits here. But when it comes to Oktoberfest I have no problem planting myself in a beer garden for an evening. I...
I can parle vous un peu, but if I don’t ask the COMDB translation department to translate for me, you would think it’s the end of the world. They get in a huff and the next time I have a Spanish or German beer I’m pas de chance. It turns out “La Fin du Monde” is the...
According to the fine folks at Flying Monkeys Meep Morp is, and I quote “the peaceful greeting of the hop-hybroids sharing their alpha-advanced cryo-charged civilization with our water-rich planet”. A High-Density Hop-Charged IPA they tell us. Sounds like there was a...
Kicking off Muskoka Oktoberfest weekend with the Cranky Old Men in the house and I always like to start the festivities with a unique and memorable sampling. How about a special edition 750ml local series from the near North brewer formerly known as New Ontario, now...
Is year is the year? And is this beer the beer? The answer to both questions is probably no but let me explain. My first thought was a beer that boost my beloved Buds from our favourite baseball brewer, bravo! But as my pedantic pain in the ass Editor tells me so...
Dorthy felt there was no place like it, Pliny the Elder thought it is where the heart is, and Leone Redbone will tell you it’s where you hang your hat.* We’re talking about home of course. As for the shape of home, it’s a pentagon.** Any baseball fan will tell you...
The cure for Sober October? Just replace the “c” with a “k” and start festing. It’s Oktoberfest of course and a Festbier from Wellington no less. With Muskoka Oktoberfest just a few short days away I thought a bit of a warmup with a cold one was a good way to cool off...