“Forty-two!” yelled Loonquawl. “Is that all you’ve got to show for seven and a half million years’ work?” “I checked it very thoroughly,” said the…
The Hoppy Half-Pint
“Good people drink good beer.” – Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas You may have noticed that The Hoppy Half-Pint and the…
It’s Halloween, which in the U.S. is pretty much an excuse to eat candy, wear costumes, scare ourselves silly, and unabashedly celebrate pumpkins. And this…
Full disclosure: I got my two cans of this beer from a public relations company. They did not pay me to write the review, nor…
On a chilly Saturday morning in early October, Ben and I went to an old-fashioned apple pressing. I’d guess about a dozen people showed up,…
“We may be entering a new phase of history, a time when we begin to rediscover . . . the traditional teaching that power must…
“Each day mankind and the claims of mankind slipped farther from him. Deep in the forest a call was sounding, and as often as he…
“Death: “THERE ARE BETTER THINGS IN THE WORLD THAN ALCOHOL, ALBERT.” Albert: “Oh, yes, sir. But alcohol sort of compensates for not getting them.” – Terry…
“Nothing ever tasted better than a cold beer on a beautiful afternoon with nothing to look forward to than more of the same.” — Hugh…
This here is a guest post by the enviably well-traveled Doug Brainard, long-time homebrewer and UNYHA (Upstate New York Homebrewers Association) member. Earlier in the year, he contributed How Long Would you Wait for a Pint?, on his award-winning framboise lambics. Rare and delicious, Doug’s lambics are a real treat for those lucky enough to taste them. Today, Doug’s not talking about his own brews; he’s back with a travel article and tasting notes from what might be the world’s smallest pub.
