423 Reviews
Murdoch Mystery beer? I am always suspect of a brew named to ride to coattails of a popular TV show, or even a CBC TV show. Although come to think of it I was skeptical about Puppers and it was a pretty damn good brew. But on Kilkenny they are drinking Puppers beer so...
Can we get a Huhh Yeah for the ghetto blaster? No, he wasn't a gun toting vigilante. Are you sure you’re over 19? The ghetto blaster on the can, or the politically correct and original name boom box, is booming out a Huhh Yeah! for this light lager from Newark. That’s...
To all you brewers who brew good brew, we appreciate all you do do, but one thing not to do, is to overdo the yuzu. JT took at 3:10 to Yuzu and enjoyed the trip. I Yabai dabadooed an impressive Black Bellows rice a roni Lager but I am new to yuzu. So now we have a...
Happy St.Patrick’s day and may the trim of your jib match the wind in your sails, or some other such malarky. I just made that up and I’m no sailor so I’m not sure what it means, if it means anything at all, but it sounds like an Irish toast. It also sounds like a...
Sounds like a Raymond Chandler novel, “The Long Goodbye”, “The Big Sleep”, “Metropolis Noir”. * Metropolis is also the name of a famous 1927 movie. Credited as the first full length science fiction movie ever made, it’s the story about a dystopian future in the year...
At the ultimate Arizona tourist dinner and partaking in a pint, with Marshall Pioneer Pepper the singing Cowboy entertaining us. He deputized us to help ensure things didn't get out of hand. Kinda like the Hell's Angel's at Altamont for the Stones.* After a few Roy...
I remember the black light I had in my room as a teenager, with those velvet neon posters. That may have been the beginnings of my appreciation of the fine arts. But a black light always seemed like a bit of an oxymoron to me, like a civil engineer or a cool editor.*...
Another trip around the sun, getting older but trying not to get old. It’s comforting to know I’ll never be as old as Farmer Steve or the Editor’s jokes.* My favourite son must have visited the B-day gift register because he gave me… you guessed it, beer. That’s my...
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...
It looks like Shawn & Ed, the ampersand completes the brand, have ditched the thermos bottle and are back in black with a can full of dark lager. A simple understated and I must admit, sharp looking can of beer. A debutante at the black and white ball, a pretty...