122 Reviews
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...
Passing through the Muskokas meant a chance to stop by the largest beer spa in the world and partake in some campfire smoke at Clear Lake. A tasty entrée with an adult beverage for an appetizer, that’s the ticket. A gander at the On Tap menu, said the excited goose....
I had a chance to visit Powerhouse Brewery in London, Ontario on the weekend and it was terrific. The brewery is in a former Kellogg plant and the transformation from Corn Flakes to beer is enough to bring a tear to a cranky old eye. From a distance it still has the...
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...
Lots of breweries are running restaurants that serve beer. But there are still a few chill brewers out there that are running bars that serve food, and Mascot in the entertainment district of downtown TO is doing just that.* A step or two down into a room with no view...
At the big mining show in the little apple. What on earth, or in the earth, would we be mining for in downtown Toronto? Beer of course. That’s right, at the Mining4Beer soiree at the Craft Beer Market. A great evening, kudos to Cameron and all those involved. With...
Some have surmised my love of amber is directly related to an old flame. Unrequited long lost love. Fond reminiscing of what could have been but never was. Broken heart on my tear drenched sleeve without reprieve. Nope, I just love the taste. But I must admit when I...
On a family ski trip to Ellicottville NY and we passed by a restaurant named FTR. The misses thought it looked quaint, and would be good for us and the grandkids, so I said I would check it out online. “It has a kid’s menu” I told her, and that was all she wrote, we...
Crossing the border, this time literally. My mission, to achieve a New York state of mind by scoring some New York State brewskies. To achieve this crafty clandestine caper I have devised a foolproof cover. I have the misses and the grandkids in tow and the vehicle...
On the road and the demands of sunset driving dictated I pull over in Burlington for a Timmies large regular with an old fashion plain (the donut, not me). It was required to help me navigate the hardline haulers and the Tokyo drifters that make rush hour highway...