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“Cause baby, now we got bad blood, You know it used to be mad love.”* I avoided some obvious ill vampire jokes because I figured a blatant and shameless Taylor Swift reference would boost our website viewership. I mean look what it did for the NFL.** Now about this...
Snowed in at the cottage so another fireside chat but this one is with the Ghost of Oktoberfest Past! GOP: Cranky old man, why do you drink these fruit and vegetable beers and forsake the spirits of Oktoberfest past? COM: Haven’t you heard the saying variety is the...
The bird is the word today, as in I’m tippin’ the bird with a real Czech lager from the Heinnie crowd. They say a golden pheasant in a field is good luck, the sign of a bountiful harvest. Of course, a flock of geese in a field is the sign of a golf course, so watch...
We haven’t visited Ace Hill* in a while but I recall their pilsner knocked it out of the park. A Vienna Lager is about as close as you can get to Amber without incurring an harassment charge,** and those of you who know me, know I love me an amber. So I had high hopes...
For those of you suffering from nyctophobia,* have no fear, your beer is here. Here is a dark beer for those that don’t want a dark beer, which begs the question if you don’t want a dark beer why drink a dark beer? Having no reasonable answer to that question, let’s...
We have found ourselves in the Burdocks a few times in the past year. There was that memorable Tuesday night on a Sunday. Then we got lost in Vermont. But finally we got all our Bur-ducks in a row and here we are, this time not with their Ducks but with their Deluxe....
Merry Xcess to all. It's that time of the year when everything is supposed to be special. What's a beer drinker to do when facing pressure to up their game for the holiday season? ... the answer should be obvious - more beer.* My response was to reach for the...
Downtown and out on the town and downing a Town. Out for dinner with the missus and I decided that a Quick One and done would be an ideal accompaniment with fine company, engaging conversation, a vegetarian nightmare of a meal, and the Leafs game on the big screen...
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...
These days camping out for me is a faux fire “blazing” with me parked in my Lazy-boy with some chips and dip and an adult beverage while the big screen takes the place of the big sky. But back in the day we would go cross-border to A-Bay and enroll in K-State for a...