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My next St. Patrick’s Week tasting is another offering from Guinness, Harp Lager. I told an Irish friend of mine my line up for the week and he said “ Don’t bother with Harp. It’s crap. That’s the beer that they gave to the prisoners on the boats when they sent them...
Q: Why is drinking a Cracked Canoe like having sex in a canoe? A: Because it’s !#@ close to water. What could possibly be a lighter beer than Cracked Canoe? How about Cracked Canoe on tap. Which is what I sampled the other evening. But before you get the wrong...
What is a hybrid human/alligator doing log rolling (perhaps he is a logger/ lager) on a Northern Ontario Lake? Where does the woodchuck come in? Is he off somewhere chucking wood or did the alligator eat him? What the hell is a triticale? I think need a PhD in...
What the hell is a Rauchbier you ask. Well let me tell you. Rauchbier is a German-style beer brewed with smoked malt. It can be any style, but usually it is a lager. Smoked beer. Maybe this is one beer my tokin’ tee totaling friend IF might go for, he is the...
I love Amber. A great beer, a great name, an adjective, a noun, an alert, a traffic light colour. Got to love Amber. I mean blue is an adjective in terms of both colour and mood, and I guess it’s a beer too, but you won’t meet many named blue unless you know Jay Z and...
Sitting outside in the freezing cold quaffing stubby brewksies before the high school dances back in the day, when climate change hadn’t turned our winters into the northern tropics, was our first experience with ice beers. Little did we know that the very condition...
Foxy, shifty, wily, crafty and now 30% sneakier! Sneaky weasel sounds a bit redundant doesn’t it? I mean weasels in general are known for being sneaky. Maybe this should be called Sneakier Weasel which would align well the claim of an additional 30% of sneakiness in...
Liquid black forest cake like taste. Somewhat watery and flat, A slightly bitter finish but not distasteful. If it came only in a six-pack I wouldn’t buy it. Tonight after this beer it is time to switch to red wine.
Joe Friday and George Thorogood are at the bar. George says, “Hey Joe, how about one bourbon, one scotch and one beer?” Joe Friday just shakes his head at his drinking buddy and looks to the lady behind the bar and says “Just the Faxe, Ma’am.”* Poured this big brown...
I decided to wait 24 hours before writing this review so I could tone down my distaste for this brew. I don’t think I have ever poured a craft beer with no head. I am not sure where the slightly muted golden colour comes from, but it isn’t from the flavour, or to be...