66 Reviews
This Watertown NY brew caught my eye. I wondered why a US brewery would name a beer after a war they lost. Turns out the US thinks they won the war of 1812. So does Canada. Historians call it a draw, a stalemate with no concessions by either side. Of course, we all...
I made a round trip to the bar to pick up three beers for our wrap and tap show. With drink tickets in hand it's equivalent to a free beer round going down, which just so happens to be my favourite kind of round. And when it comes to the show, those in the know know...
Contrary to popular belief, ACME is not a mail order weaponry supply house for coyotes, wily or otherwise.* However, one popular belief that is in fact correct is that I love me an amber. So I’m out with the missus for eye-talian and I’m thinking Peroni or Moretti...
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...
Hard core fans drinking beer at a sporting event is nothing new. So branding your beer for a certain sport only makes sense. At the ball game, drink an “Ice Cold Beer” from Left Field. When the Leafs are on the ice pop the top on a “Get the Puck Out of Here” by Game...
I’ve seen a tunnel or two in my day, back when I used to work for a living. When they are 3000m below surface we don’t call them tunnels, we call them drifts. As for the screaming, it could have been the vent fan or it could have been my supervisor providing some...
We have established that Henderson’s best is Henderson’s Best, or to put it another way, Henderson’s Best is Henderson’s best. But what happens when you have a fusion of Henderson’s Best amber ale with Palm’s best Belgian amber? You get what Henderson calls a double...
Couldn’t catch a break at Cold Break, a private party was going on and we weren’t one of their privates. Our host said, “let’s try the Merch, it’s always a good time”. Well as far as I was concerned, it was a good time to have a good time, so off we went. Bellying up...
Holman’s description sounded great. “Golden toffee aroma, grainy malt flavours, and a dark chocolatey finish.” In fact it sounded almost too good to be true, like those ads on TV. And me, a self-confessed amber lover, well I wasn’t over the moon in anticipation of...
Coming into Kam-loops and the cabbie, commenting on the recent wildfires, says to me “no more smoke in town” as we drive by a Cannabis store on every corner.* Alanis would call that ironic, whether it was or not.** The “Loops” is a mining and railroad town, and also...