Beers I Have Known: Heater Allen Pils

This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another. Dear Portland, Back in the earliest years of the Beer City USA online voting competition, I saw you as a disliked rival to my modest little mountain town. I was living in Asheville, North Carolina, which regularly took the top spot in the competition, much to, as we were made to understand, the chagrin of residents of Oregon’s most populous city.  At the time, I took some puffed up local pride in our … Continue reading Beers I Have Known: Heater Allen Pils

Beers I Have Known: Founders Brewing Co. All Day IPA

This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another. There’s no denying it. We’ve reached the point in the year when considerations around which beer to reach for are dictated by the weather as much as anything else. Sure, there are also certain embedded urges to indulge in different styles in accordance with other meteorological adjustments conveniently aligned with the calendar, but there’s nothing quite as compelling as the summer sun to tip the taste buds in a particular direction. The other … Continue reading Beers I Have Known: Founders Brewing Co. All Day IPA

Laughing Matters: Covfefe the Strong

Sometimes comedy illuminates hard truths with a pointed urgency that other means can’t quite achieve. Sometimes comedy is just funny. This series of posts is mostly about the former instances, but the latter is valuable, too.. While I’m inclined to agree with the junior Senator from the great state of Minnesota in finding the sloppy midnight communication of a nonsense word on a free and open social media platform to be “the least disturbing thing in the history of the Trump administration,” I have great appreciation for the onrush of comedy it produced. In this time of national darkness, it … Continue reading Laughing Matters: Covfefe the Strong

Beers I Have Known: Burial Beer Co. Tin Cup Camp Stout

This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another. Although it wasn’t necessarily all that great for either my waistline or my wallet, I greatly enjoyed my time as a beer drinker in Asheville, North Carolina. During the eight years or so that I lived there, the craft beer scene expanded from a boomlet to a full-on craze. I naturally had my favorites, and it was difficult to bid them farewell when I moved back to the frigid, friendly North. While I … Continue reading Beers I Have Known: Burial Beer Co. Tin Cup Camp Stout

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My crafty clan of cohorts has a certain place in The World’s Largest Trivia ContestTM. For the second year in a row — and the third time in the past four years — my team, the Cakers, finished in fourteenth place in the fifty-four-hour exercise in mental mayhem. Considering this placement is among three-hundred sixty competing teams, it’s an accomplishment the stirs up a little bit of silly pride. With that piece of personal reporting complete, I’ll get back to non-Trivia content tomorrow. Continue reading 14