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“Wasn't she a beer drinkin' woman? Don't ya know, man don't ya know?” In 1941 Memphis Slim* was singing about his date at the Ruby Tavern who drank away all his money! I’ve heard of blind dates, but this sounded like a blind drunk date. Fast forward to some 30 years...
A stout that’s not a stout, what’s that all about? It’s about a white stout no doubt. I haven’t had a lot of luck with the genre, usually they are just too damn sweet for me. Yes, when it comes to my stouts the choice is usually black and white. But on a bar stool at...
For those of you suffering from nyctophobia,* have no fear, your beer is here. Here is a dark beer for those that don’t want a dark beer, which begs the question if you don’t want a dark beer why drink a dark beer? Having no reasonable answer to that question, let’s...
Lake effect for me is a cold front of a frosty brew after a lazy line in the lake evening. But any meteorologist worth their weight in road salt will tell you lake effect is what buries Buffalo in three feet of snow at a time. Apparently GLB was inspired not by a...
Cream Ale takes me back to my youth. Not that I drank beer as a youngster - but I can distinctly remember watching Saturday morning cartoons on an American TV channel from Syracuse or possibly Rochester and seeing ads for Genesse Cream Ale. I'm not sure they got the...
If the Silversmith squirrels are looking for nuts, they sure came to the right beer. The squirrels around here are as large as NYC sewer rats and just as deferential, as in not. They remind me of those rascally rodents raiding the most spectacular bird feeder in the...
Long Dark Voyage to Uranus! The Department of Morality said “That’s disgusting. Who would drink something with a name like that.” Although most likely a rhetorical question the answer is, I would. I’m not sure if she is offended by Russian Imperial Stouts or space...
Here I am watching hockey and drinking a Centre Cut #3 baseball brew from our friends out in Left Field. I appreciate the Canadian spelling of the word centre, even though my spell check doesn’t, must be American software, Eh. Speaking of American, I’m watching the...
We have found ourselves in the Burdocks a few times in the past year. There was that memorable Tuesday night on a Sunday. Then we got lost in Vermont. But finally we got all our Bur-ducks in a row and here we are, this time not with their Ducks but with their Deluxe....
What we have here is a rough tough buff marsupial kickin’ ass with those oversized flipper feet of his. That’s right, it’s a kung fu Kungaroo heralding from the land downunder we assume. By the way, Australia is the only country that's also a continent. Coincidentally...