1773 Reviews
At the ultimate Arizona tourist dinner and partaking in a pint, with Marshall Pioneer Pepper the singing Cowboy entertaining us. He deputized us to help ensure things didn't get out of hand. Kinda like the Hell's Angel's at Altamont for the Stones.* After a few Roy...
In Scottsdale and quaffing a great Scott at Top Golf. Living the life of Riley, a return to our salad days. For those of you not familiar with Top Golf you're missing out on the greatest innovation to golf since the drink cart. Someone has actually figured out how to...
Poolside with a peachy pint. Firin' up the community BBQ for some grillin' and swillin', Lord willin'. After a sketchy start we have ignition, and I popped the top on this peachy pop for liftoff. Number four in my Four Peaks trilogy, this golden ale is a fruity...
According to the COMDB Guide to Beer Tasting Rule #7, if you find a beer you like write the name down, because with all those crazy beer names out there, I'll be damned if I can remember them all. Good advice not taken usually becomes expensive education. Out to...
Hoppy, smooth, convenient. Convenient? This how the third of our Four Peaks is described. I like the visual word play in the beer name, HAZY, bolding the AZ paying tribute to Arizona.* But out of 4800 adjectives available in the English language, not including...
Need a lift? Well, an updraft, or an amber, usually lifts my kilt. Love me an amber. So when I saw this amber ale Kilt Lifter I said to myself I gotta get me some of that. It turns out this is the beer that got things started for Four Peaks back in 96, and is still...
Visiting Arizona, I find myself in a dry state. Time to tackle Four Peaks. Hiking in the mountains? Heavens no, who do you think I am, Jaques Cousteau?* No, I'm talking about the Tempe based brewery.** Got me a variety pack, figured I'd tackle all four Four Peaks...
I remember the black light I had in my room as a teenager, with those velvet neon posters. That may have been the beginnings of my appreciation of the fine arts. But a black light always seemed like a bit of an oxymoron to me, like a civil engineer or a cool editor.*...
A bottle of Breakaway Blonde beer from a Boston based brewer, an alliterative ale to be sure. Samuel Adams may have been one of the founding fathers of the USA, but he was no roar in hell when it came to the brewing business.* Not so the case with the brewery that...
I don’t really have a sour disposition, although some may dispute that statement,* but the right sour can be an enjoyable departure from the malt and hops mainstream. As far as guavas go, which I suppose on their own is from the tree to the ground, it’s not my go to...