Behind the Brew-sic

Brewery tales would make for a great series similar to Behind the Music. Like all trailblazers, the early craft brewers had the privilege of making all the mistakes. No amount of mentoring or education could prepare them for what was truly new territory. In reading various memoirs and re-tellings of craft beer history, I have learned much about what the makers of these fine products have done to bring us a better beverage. It is easy to forget that behind most things we consume, there is a story (or at least substantial time and effort). Continue reading

IT’S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME FOR A BEER PART II: Holiday Gifts for Beer Lovers

One of the greatest gifts I have ever received was my beer fridge. My lovely wife put aside her reservations about the lack of space in our apartment and totally surprised me. With a clear door and a light on the inside, this was a thing of beauty. Also, a way for her to avoid involuntary games of Tetris in our kitchen fridge every time she bought milk. Continue reading

It’s the most wonderful time for a beer PART I: Thanksgiving

Disclaimer: There are roughly 234,405 (estimated/made-up) other articles about Thanksgiving beers that you can read. However, this one delivers you three choices with the following guarantee. If you do not like the beers I recommend as a compliment to your Thanksgiving dinner, you can give whatever remains to me at no additional charge. Continue reading

No scrubs (or snobs)

Back when being beardless was not a choice, I was a music snob. Not totally unwarranted in the time of LFO, the Cher song with the auto-tune, and TLC’s classic exclusionary ode to discontent with scrubs. I mean even the unflappable Pearl Jam had a hit that was hard to take in Last Kiss. Still, I was know-nothing teenager yet to be in a decent band myself (no offense friends with whom I rocked but we all made better music apart than together). In one of his many moments of sharing wisdom, my Dad informed me that the world had more critics than available open positions. The aforementioned response was one that stuck with me and was reinforced as I tried to make music myself and get people to care. Humility abounds when the only response you get after a show is from drunk guy from your college telling you that you need to try to sound more like Nirvana…..and the Grateful Dead. Noted. Continue reading

What next for the Craft beer tenderfoot?

Now that I’ve inspired you to have your “gateway beer,” you are no doubt ready to go cannonballing into all things craft beer like Ham from The Sandlot. All you need now is a sleeve of tattoos, a beard, and/or an obscure band t-shirt. Just kidding. Craft beer is for all and I pick on this type mostly out of jealousy that I am currently on my way to work and a wearing purple shirt. Back to the point. Continue reading

Gateway Beers: De-loused in the Beermatorium

Shortly after college I was gifted a bottle of Dom Perignon. On a Wednesday I cracked it and corralled my roommates in the kitchen of our Allston, Massachusetts apartment. “Cheers!”

“What’s the occasion?” they asked.

“We are having champagne,” I said with a crooked grin, raising a glass to serve as punctuation on the matter.

A fine beverage can very well be occasion for celebration in and of itself. Continue reading