Two types of Brett! I cannot differentiate between them! They taste like cherries! This reminds me of the first time I drank Sofie and I was so, so pleased that a sour could be so lively and yet so drinkable. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
No one was a wino before the 50s, at least not in the sense that the term connotes. People had been drinking wine problematically for millennia, but the Wino was a distinctly American invention. Derelict, male, homeless, and almost always […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I pour all Belgian blondes into Duvel glasses because THAT IS HOW I WAS RAISED, LAY OFF ME. Although, you know, this is obviously trying to be like Orval, because that’s the latest weird, unattainable obsession of American craftbrewers. Anyhow—I’m […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Got a giant package of Prairie in the mail about a month ago, and their Bomb! was so impressive that I’ve almost been scared to try any more of it. You got to have an excuse to be so decadent, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Louisville is depressing. The skyline is limp—much worse than Indianapolis, even. About on a par with Grand Rapids, or Cedar Rapids. Actually, post-flood Cedar Rapids is a good comparison, only if Cedar Rapidians bombed abortion clinics for sport and were […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Received a gigantic box of Prairie last week, but I’ve been too busy with my serious drinking to bother with thoughtful drinking and so I haven’t had a chance to write about it. But now my work is done and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
1999: On a trip to the supermarket, an almost 16-year-old mynie tells his mom that he’s been a really good boy lately and he’d super appreciate it if she would buy him a six pack of something for his birthday. […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
To address the haters: firstly, there is no need to continue referring to me as “The Ass Messer,” as I have begun a prescription regimen to address my leakage concerns. Secondly, this is a different beer than the Barrel Aged […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Kids today don’t drink like they used to. Nor do adults. Some people might say this is because some kind of personal fault, like because you and I ain’t as masculine as our forefathers. That explanation doesn’t work for me, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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