122 Reviews
The COM got together for a quaff and a laugh and some draft at Daft.* RA played it Coolcoolcool with a Daft pils while Farmer Steve practiced the Timeless Art of Seduction with a jam stand sour. Me, I decided to sample a bid adieu brew named Jon Voyage. Our server was...
I found a parking space on what some claim to be the most refreshing street in Canada, that some being Brock Street Brewery and that street being Brock Street. We have sampled some BS beers before. That didn’t sound right, did it? Let’s try that again. We have sampled...
Bugs knew he should have taken a left turn at Albuquerque.* Clyde seemed to be more adept at signaling right turns.** By the way, if you are one of those no signal Nellies or those late signal Larrys, smarten up, you’re pissing everyone off. On a lighter note, it’s...
Site visit report! And it’s a Kame & Kettle Canada Day weekend draft craft quaff. They tell us the name of this pilsner can be best defined by using it in a sentence. “While you are here, you mozzle have a beer.” * The correct response is “Don’t mind if I do.” So,...
Out and about for dinner with the missus. Kibitzing with the movers and shakers, saluting the captains of industry at the local yacht club. But the only Thurston* in the house was my powerful thirstin’ for a frosty brewski. I was dry docked so to speak. Appetizer...
Waiter: Would you care for drinks. Me: What do you have on tap. Waiter: A light beer, an amber, and a black lager, Sir. Me to Myself: (I love me an amber.) Me: What brewer? Waiter: Blackburn Sir, a local brewhouse. Me: (Having sampled Blackburn’s amber before) I’ll...
“No Virginia, there is no Santa Claus. But there really is a town called Dildo.” What Newfoundland brewer tour would be complete without a visit to the scenic and bustling East Coast town of Dildo, and a brew and bite at their namesake brewery. That’s right, none. I...
Did you know that the Atlantic Puffin is the provincial bird of Newfoundland and Labrador. A common loon is the provincial bird of Ontario, which seems to make sense to me for some reason. I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a provincial bird but I guess you...
Chilling in Vancouver, and after a relaxing patio pint at the Ballyhoo, the wise and wonderful waitress says to me “Would you like to try something interesting”. I must admit my imagination ran wild for a second until I remembered I was old enough to be her father.* ...
At the Burrard Street Ballyhoo for a brew or two, and some dinner too. When in Rome, visit the coliseum, when in Vancouver, carry an umbrella and drink local. Time for a Phillips and we're not talking milk of magnesia, but an Implosion of the Pilsner ilk. Some...