45 Reviews
Once a year I used to head down to the local curling rink for an afternoon of brews and brooms. It was the annual company curling bonspiel*, an event where the amateur on ice alcohol induced ass over tea kettle acrobatics were more entertaining than the game. Some...
Lunch at Clear Lake Brewery with the COM in training, that would be my son. Nice setup at Clear Lake for lunch, picnic tables and good food with a frosty brew. A pet friendly spot outdoors so a number of man’s best friends were in attendance although I must admit they...
At Sawdust City today for lunch on the patio and I walk up to the bar and ask what’s new. “There is a Q” the bartender says. I apologized, as I am not one to jump the line, even though I didn’t see anyone in front of me. She said, “No, not a line up, Q is an amber...
My old buddy JT once said he never met a Sawdust beer he didn’t like. I second that emotion*. And as far as I’m concerned I don’t think I ever met an Amber I didn’t like. But once you start adding things to ambers, you enter the danger zone and I’m not talking about a...
Big bubbles, no troubles. A heady brew throughout and slightly hazy. I seem to remember the editor* had a Beau's Lager Ale on draft a few years ago and called it a confused brew. Now they have an amber lagered Ale, more confusion. Dry with a clean finish, a bit...
Another damn umlaut. What is this, German as a second language week? At least I know what it is now. Pronounce it “Mares Tsen” they tell me. How the hell do you pronounce “Tsen”? Beau’s Night Märzen can has a full moon over the barn with a tractor parked right there....
Full disclosure, fall and winter I am partial to amber and dark lagers. I remember having a Barking Squirrel a few years ago. The reason I remember it is the name reminded me of my wife’s yappy little mutt. It’s about the same size as a squirrel but the little buffalo...
They call it “Best of the British”. I remember hearing the term “Best of the British” before, which I thought meant good luck. I checked it out, it means and I quote “ to wish someone luck, especially when you do not think they have much chance of success or...
Out for dinner with the missus in the most powerful nation in the world. She orders up some strawberry melon mango mohito concoction, while I check out the draft menu. How about an American Amber Ale from the Voodoo Ranger gang at New Belgium*. A Fat Tire on tap...
Visiting our neighbor to the south so I thought it would be neighborly to sample one of their fine brews. But not just any beer. How about one brewed at the oldest brewery in America, Yuengling from Pottsville Pennsylvania. Founded in 1829. Seems like a babe in the...