42 Reviews
After doing some research I have determined that the moon one sees when in Tahiti is exactly the same moon I see from my backyard. The difference depends on the different vantage point on the Earth, and the number of rum drinks that you’ve had on the beach that day. *...
Once upon a time there was an impressionable young brewer from Edmonton named Sea Change. One day while watching a beautiful rainbow form over the prairie skies he met Fruit Loop * and it was then and there that they decided to get together and brew Prairie Fairy....
Me and Steve Miller really love those peaches. * That’s right, I love me a nice juicy peach. Off the tree, in a pie, or a cobbler, how about a peach scone. I’m doing my best Pavlov’s dog impersonation right now. And every now and then a peachy pint hits the spot too....
From a lone wolf on the oil soaked foothills of Edmonton, to a very berry tarty party on the Gaspesiénne coast of Québec. My comfy recliner in front of the big screen is getting some air miles tonight. We are back in la Belle Province with another Frontibus in front...
After a couple of armchair visits to Europe which included a super suds Bitburger, I find myself back in Germany, as we continue our 0 percent experiment. Paulaner, a world famous Munich brewer, has taken on the non-alcoholic brewing challenge with their Weissbier 0.0...
A warm evening, cloud covered sky, no moon tonight. Well, just one I guess. What could be rarer than a COM Blue Moon sampling? * How about us sampling a Blue Moon Light, ironically on a night with no moon light. My disdain for Blue Moon is twofold. First, a major like...
Another offering brewed up by the patron Saint of beekeepers everywhere, none other than St. Ambroise. This time the venerated vintner from McAusland out of Montreal has whipped us up an apricot wheat to wet our whistles. When it comes to the drupes, those stoned...
In 1963 Bob Dylan was free wheelin’ with his iconic second album. Strollin’ down the highway on Jones Street in the West Village with his girl from the North Country, hair blowin’ in the wind. The weather forecast was that a hard rain’s a-gonna fall, but they didn’t...
Our cottage country brew tour of the Muskokas was an epic hike through the wind-swept pines with a mandatory visit to the largest beer spa in the world. Calabogie is calling us up for a more Eastern Ontario cottage country quest from Algonquin Park down the Madawaska...
In Montréal, parle vous-ing at the big mining conference and our main Crownsman and host with the most, Jerrod, was MIA. Rumour had it he was negotiating major partnership deals on the trade show floor, apparently at a booth two rows over that was serving free beer....