Hi, tonight is the night I am stepping in for BeerguyDan who is just back from Chile trying to sell stolen phones or something along those lines. This would be my virgin Open Thread blog and there is very little sportsing going on so I will just ramble then go
What's happenin', everybody? Low Commander here, filling in back by popular demand for another week in the ol' Beer Barrel! Our Make It Snow went and got all married last week (Congrats, Lady Mrs. Snow!) and I can only assume they are both currently quite inebriated on a beach somewhere,
Good afternoon, beer coin-a-suers. [DFO's] resident drunk beer reviewer, Make It Snow, is an a lot of something else right now apparently, and as BFC pointed out last week, guest posts are a happenin'. I am your Low Commander of the Super Soldiers, and this week you are stuck with
We haven't talked a lot about imported beers in the Beer Barrel. I know, off the top of my head, that I've written about Czechvar and Chimay Grande Reserve and Kulmbacher Eisbock and Fullers ESB, all of which are exceptionally delicious or have exceptionally interesting stories behind them or both. But for the most part,
From the outside, looking in, this beer review might appear to be two weeks late. The reality is that this review is much, much later than that. That's because it's a review of a beer from Jester King Brewery, a farmhouse brewing outfit located in the countryside southwest of Austin, and
Kind of a quiet day publicly, as teams talk with players about mountains of green and all the gray they can slay. Tomorrow will be the same, as no deal can be publicly announced until after the start of the League year on March 9 at 4:00PM ET.
Still, there are some
Bell's Brewery, of Kalamazoo, Michigan (and lately also Comstock, Michigan) has long been one of the finest breweries in the country whose beer I couldn't get. Their expansion to Texas, which has been rumored to be just around the corner for years, was finally and officially slated for this month. I
I can remember where and when I first had pretty much all of my favorite beers, but when it comes to one of my very earliest favorites, Fuller's ESB, I always draw a blank. I can't remember where, or when, or even whether I had it from a bottle or keg
Happy Super Bowl Saturday! My sympathies to the vast majority of you whose team won't be playing tomorrow, but the consolation match is, I think, a pretty exciting matchup with some real offensive firepower on both sides, and you don't get that every year. I, for one, tend to drink a
I'll be honest about this: I love awards, and awards shows, and basically anything where various things are declared "the best." A big part of this is that I also love to declare things "the best," and to argue when other people declare the wrong things "the best." I'm excited
That's right! You! Have a damn cookie. It's been five days since New Year's Day, which I think is long enough that I can now safely say it's 2017. It wasn't easy, but you made it. Beer helped, probably, but in the end, the credit belongs to you. Thanks to
Hello, Commentists! Sorry for my absence these past two weeks, but I was out wandering the woods with Hillary Clinton last week and couldn't find a signal. Did you know she wrestled a grizzly bear out there? Mainstream media won't talk about it. I don't know what they've got against her.