I’m not a good golfer. I can say that because I’m an honest person. Anyone who tells you that they’re a good golfer is probably not an honest person. Eighty percent of golfers never get a score below one hundred.
If you ever do find me in a bar, again, which is not hard to do, you may catch me staring at the beers taps. I am often in awe of beer taps.
Oktoberfest is a gathering of love and friendship. It is a time for families and friends to come together and celebrate life itself.
The first rule, drink only freshly made, not mass produced. Yes, it’s August, and you see Shandys and Radlers in the beer department of every store. Don’t! Just don’t!
“The world was my oyster, but I used the wrong fork.” – Oscar Wilde Originally published in the July 2022 Issue of the Old Town Crier Magazine Oysters and beer, one of the greatest culinary delights known to man. A delicacy of indulgence beyond any other. The two go together like eggs and bacon. Back in … Continue reading Oysters and Beer
Originally published in the June 2022 Issue of the Old Town Crier Magazine This is the unedited version The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page. – St. Augustine The view from our deck in St. Barths I don’t feel like I’m in the Caribbean, I feel like I’m … Continue reading St. Barths: Rhum, Ti’ Punch, and Cuban Cigars
OK, it’s Spring. So, it’s time to change what beers we are drinking, right? Wrong!! Spring cleaning does not have to include dispensing with some of your favorite malted beverages.
Originally published in the April 2022 Issue of the Old Town Crier Magazine “God made beer because he loves us and wants us to be happy.” The above quote is often attributed to Benjamin Franklin. However, there is no proof that he ever said it. But we love believing that he did. Beer has been associated … Continue reading Charity, Compassion, and The Love of Beer
I asked one simple question: What’s the difference between a stout and a porter? The answer opened the craft beer equivalent of Pandora’s Box.
In 1991 I was in graduate school and bartending at the Fish Market in Old Town Alexandria. It was the beginning of my love for what would become my adopted hometown.