101 Reviews
After an unpleasant experience with a liver shiver giver of an imperial stout, it’s time to get hooked up with a heavenly Helles on earth light and bright brewski. And you know what they say, when in Rome do as the Romans do. No, I’m not drinking this in a toga,...
What evil lurks in the hearts of men, the Shadow knows.* The mind reader that slapped David Wilcox knows too. ** And they both know beyond a shadow of a doubt. But how about this light, what kind of a shadow will it throw? Another 5 o’clock shadow perhaps? Enough...
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...
From a tilt your kilt seafaring Scotsman to a sub-surface scuba diving spaniel, what we have here is a juxtaposition of brews. Full malt onslaught to mellow mild subtle suds. From a carousel of caramel to an amiable at ease ale. From an export in excess to a no...
I’ve been out on the lake many times at last light, line in the water, coaxing those fat-basstards to take hook line and sinker so I can wet the net. No surf boats making waves, no old hounds on dock or shore barking their heads off, no seagulls squawking their...
Time to put some Crank in the tank. Crank seems like a pretty versatile word. As a noun it could be the crank shaft in your car, an annoying eccentric person, a bad-tempered grouch, or an impure form of crystal meth! As a verb you can crank a crank and you can crank...
Over dinner at the COMDB AGM and I thought I would get a review in. Who says multi-tasking isn’t productive?* I was intrigued by Sawdust City’s new beer San Diego Dreamin’. Although it appears to be an obvious reference, or play on, the song title “California...
On the lake again this evening, feeding the fishes. No fat bass-tards landed, but a couple of little bass-turds that got thrown back as quickly as an icy IPA after mowing the lawn on a walk-on-the-sun scorcher of an afternoon. Successful or not, every fishing...
Recently in Southern California I picked up a 12 pack of Corona Premier at a nearby store. While I normally drink the regular Corona in a bottle with a lime or lemon, I went for the cans this time. I am not sure why I went with the low cal can version either. Maybe I...
Sergeant: I didn’t see you at our camouflage exercise this morning Private. Private: Thank you sir. I went duck hunting once, many years ago, my first and last hunting experience. It was with my father and grandfather. We got geared up early on a cold wet fall...