Re-repost: ‘Twas the Booze After Christmas…

Since today is Christmas, I thought that in addition to sharing a bit of food and drinktography, I would once again repost a bit of booze infused poetry by The Wookie.

The Boozedancing Crew wish all of you a very Merry Christmas! May your glass and plate never be empty, and may you be surrounded with family and friends, because everything tastes better when you have excellent company. Cheers!


A Holiday Booze Poem by the Wookie
(inspired by Crazy Eye)

‘Twas the day after Christmas, when all through the ‘hood
No one was drinking; we all wished that we could;
The Whiskys were poured by the firepit with care,
In hopes that LimpD soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of backyard ice skating danced in their heads;
And me in my parka, and G-lo in his cap,
Had just sent two texts to give LimpD some crap,
When out in the backyard there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the back gate I flew like a fox,
Tripped over the swings and fell in the sandbox.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my the single malt whisky I had wished for all year,
He had a bum leg but was still lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Limp Dick.
More rapid than eagles his Whiskys they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Ardmore! Now, Dalwhinnie! Now, Bruichladdich and Macallen!
On, Balvenie! On Glenlivet! On, Glenkinchie and Port Ellen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now drink away! Drink away! Drink away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to our lips the single malts flew,
Chased by salty snacks, and some Belgium beer too.
And then, for a moment, our senses were jarred
As were heard more Booze Dancers creep through the backyard
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Through the gate came Crazy Eye and the ROK with a bound.
They were dressed in warm gear, each from foot to head,
And we knew that this meant their wives must be in bed:
A bundle of booze each had strapped to his back,
And they looked like peddlers just opening their packs.
Crazy’s eye – how it twinkled! His dimples how merry!
The ROK’s cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
The booze that they brought was adorned with a bow,
And the vodka we kept cold right in the snow;
The fire was warm, preventing the chattering of teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled our heads like a wreath;
LimpD rested his booze on his little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, far removed from slim,
And I laughed when I saw him, and said “Get to the gym!”;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had insults to dread;
He spoke some harsh words, and made fun of my work,
Filled up his glass; then called me a “Jerk”,
And raising one finger in front of my nose,
And flipping the bird, from his lounge chair he rose;
He sprang to his feet, to his dog gave a whistle,
And away they both flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he stumbled from sight,
“Happy Boozing to all, and to all a good-night.”

2015 Beertography and Boozeography Calendars Are Now Available!

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Limpd and I have been talking about creating a Whisky and Craft Beer calendar for quite some time. As you can see in the above photo, we’ve finally done it!

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Adventures in Beertography…

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While we’re away trying to sneak some food and beverage research into our family vacation time, I thought I’d share a few of my latest adventures in Beertography. Here’s hoping that we stumble upon a few Beertography worthy Craft Beers during our travels. And now for your viewing pleasure, here are the photos…

The Limpd Crew Raids the 2014 Philadelphia Vendy Awards!


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A few months ago (on June 14th to be more specific), I had the pleasure of attending the 4th Annual Philadelphia Vendy Awards at Penn Treaty Park. The Vendys are Philadelphia’s effort to reward the culinary prowess of the under-appreciated lunch trucks that serve the needs of the Delaware Valley. While acknowledging their work, the event raises both money and awareness for The Food Trust. We had trucks that offered sliders, tacos, fried cheese curds and desserts. There were savory pies, pork cheeks and mac and cheese. They offered handmade ice cream, cupcakes and crepes. And, of course, we had a choice of beverages (Grown Up Sodas for the kiddies and Sam Adams beer and Angry Orchard cider for the adults).

I was joined on this excursion by my significant other and the urchins. As we approached the park, my oldest kept questioning why I had received an invite to the event. Despite my repeated attempts to explain that I am an esteemed member of the media, she continued to harangue me and then egged on the boys. Anyway, I approached the media tent and we received our wristbands and then had at it. This was a little bit like banding a family of wolverines and then observing their eating habits. I half expected to see a National Geographic film crew following us and then hearing Morgan Freeman narrating the special that captured our afternoon.

The Trucks

We quickly scanned the layout and made our way to the shortest lines. With three hungry urchins, the Bonjour Creperie truck was our first stop. There, we made short work of the Smores and Strawberry crepes. It was all I could do to keep them from eating the plates so we then moved on to the Eating Light tent for some flavored water and gummy vitamins. Next up was the Smokin’ Tacos Truck. A delicious mac & cheese with pork and then a brisket taco (complete with a wedge of lime). At this point, I explained the purpose of the lime and the boys began to add a few drops like old pros. The tacos were fantastic.

Next, we turned our attention to The Cow & the Curd truck but quickly abandoned that effort as the line was at least fifty deep (and would stay that way for the rest of the afternoon). I’m not sure what they were giving away, but by the size of the crowd, I thought it might have been some cold hard cash. I never got the fried cheese curds (judging by the heaping plates and happy faces, this was our loss) and we moved across the park to the Cheese E. Wagon truck. There, we had a pork quesadilla and some ice cream at the Curbside Creamery truck and then we found some chairs to set up camp.

The chairs were strategically surrounded by the stage, Jimmy’s Cupcakes, The Pie Stand, and the Brotherly Grub (and a display from Martin’s potato rolls who gave out stress balls shaped like slices of bread). Our first go round, involved me taking my children by the hand (well, aren’t they shy!) and asking them what they would like from each truck. My better half and I then took turns waiting in the line for the Pie Stand (the only real line of the day for us).

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Jimmy’s Cupcakes had an ice cream sandwich, comprised of a salted toffee brownie and vanilla ice cream and two cupcakes: the Lebron James, a vanilla cupcake with key lime glaze and raspberry icing and the James Cameron, a vegan banana cupcake with maple cream and a ganache drizzle. Needless to say, the kids balked at the idea of anything fruit-filled or vegan and found the ice cream sandwich much more to their liking. Brotherly Grub (not even an entrant in the event) offered a pulled pork slider with pickled pink onions and chipotle aioli on a mini Martin’s potato roll bun. The Pie Stand offered savory pies (Shepherd’s Pie, Coq Au Vin and a BBQ Rib). The desserts from Jimmy’s and the pulled pork sliders from the Brotherly Grub were quickly demolished and then I took my turn in the line for The Pie Stand.

This is where I would insert my only complaint (if I am allowed to complain about such a great event). Each truck was slotted a time to bring platters to the judges’ table. I would have expected the judges to have tasted all of the food prior to the event. Instead, the various trucks were given a warning that they were to prepare their best and take it to the judges’ table. This lead to an awkwardly long line at The Pie Stand (and I am sure other vendors as well) as the truck was virtually abandoned while the gourmands took their potential winners to the judges table. I waited over 25 minutes in a line that did not move in front of a truck that was unattended. I’m not sure why I did this but I was so close to the front of the line that I didn’t want to give up my spot. And, I fear my Pavlovian response had kicked in and I was now powerless until the food came.

So, while I waited, my better half ran around checking out other trucks and when I inquired about the urchins (who, I imagined, were waiting patiently near the bandstand), I came to find that all of their feigned shyness had melted away and they were helping themselves at each truck (even the not-quite-six year old was running up to Jimmy’s Cupcakes to get his own ice cream sandwich).

With this stage of the judging over, The Pie Stand (the overall judges’ favorite and winner of the 2014 Vendy Cup) was now fully attended and out came two great samples. The Shepherd’s Pie and the Coq Au Vin. Both were met with a level of appreciation that exceeded the level of anticipation.  My next stop was The Whirly Pig where I got the last sample of the potted pork & duck confit riquettes and a healthy portion of the braised pork cheek. The urchins passed on the pork cheek (their loss as it was quite tasty).

With the samples demolished, we headed back to The Cow & the Curd stand. Regrettably, the line was no shorter than an hour earlier and we were running out of time. A quick stop at the Oink & Moo Philly BBQ for a chipotle chicken taco and BBQ brisket and pulled pork sliders (boy, there was a lot of pork served at the event). Our final stop was a return to the Smokin’ Tacos Truck (my oldest boy, now an aficionado, remarks “what no lime?” when the taco sample is presented). The Food

Then, as the day was coming to a close, we took one last look at The Cow & the Curd truck, handed in our ballots and made our way home.

Vendys Ballot

This year’s winners were:

  • The Vendy Cup Winner: The Pie Stand
  • People’s Choice: The Cow & the Curd
  • Rookie of the Year: Oink & Moo BBQ Philly
  • Best Dessert: Bonjour Creperie


Many thanks to the folks at Food Shelter PR for providing us with press passes, and I (probably we, now that the urchins have had a taste of the good life) look forward to the 2015 Vendy Awards.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Signs

XOXO Philadelphia

The above photo was taken at Penn Station in New York City on the morning of the 2014 Whisky Jewbilee and is my answer to The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge.

Summer Vacation 2014: Yet Another Glorious Seven Days in Mid Coast and Downeast Maine!

Summer 2014 went by so so quickly! When I dropped the kids off at school on the Wednesday after Labor Day, it felt like the last day of the last school year never happened. Time is funny like that. Thankfully, we saved the best part of the summer for the last possible moment.

During the last week of August, Mrs. G-LO, The Boys, and I headed back to Maine so that we could disconnect for a bit from our our everyday lives before heading back to the reality that is school and work.

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Before picking up the keys to our vacation rental, the crew gave me permission to make a quick stop at the Maine Beer Company in Freeport where I picked up a twelve pack of super fresh beer and sampled “a tiny beautiful something” and “Another One.”

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We once again rented a cozy cottage in Bayside Village, which on Tuesday morning was blanketed in fog.

Our second stay in Bayside Village was all about reliving the things that we enjoyed the first time around in Summer 2013

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Digging in to some delicious seafood at Young’s Lobster Pound in Belfast.

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Admiring the majestic Penobscot Narrows Bridge.

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Enjoying some truly delicious Asian Cuisine in Belfast along with a super fresh Maine brewed Craft Beer.

Afternoon Sail in Camden Harbor

Taking a relaxing afternoon sailing trip aboard a Schooner in beautiful Camden Harbor.

WIldflowers in Owl's Head State Park

Wondering what types of wildflowers we saw in Owl’s Head State Park.

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Sinking our teeth into the 7 Napkin Burger at the Owl’s Head General Store.

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Beachcombing for marine life on the beach in Owl’s Head State Park.

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Hiking along the rocky coast at Acadia National Park.

Diving In

Diving into the frigid waters of the Penobscot Bay.

Posing for Pics on Sand Beach

Taking a stroll on Sand Beach in Acadia National Park.

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Spotting a creepy gnome statuette in the Fort Knox gift shoppe window!

Echo Lake

Relaxing on the beach at Echo Lake.

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Enjoying one last local beer while watching a favorite movie with Mrs. G-LO after the kids went to bed.

The Long Ride Home

Getting one last look at the beautiful countryside as we head to the Interstate for what was thankfully a very quick and uneventful drive home.

Peatin’ Meetin': The Southern California Summer Whisky Party!

How about a bit of Peatbog Faeries music to set the proper mood for this peaty post? 

There are many famous Peats. Peat Rose (not in the Hall of Fame). Peat Townshend (wrote Quadropeatia). Peat Seeger (“On Top of Old Peaty”). Peat Rozelle (NPL commissioner). St. Peater. Peater Dinklage (of House Peatnister). Peater Gabriel. Peater Pumpkin Eater. Peaty the Dog. But my favorite, for Peat’s sake, is this guy:

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He shows up once a year at a dram-happy Los Angeles event in his honor, The Peatin’ Meetin’, pouring whisky, posing for the 250 strong event, and graciously accepting all of the accolades the smelly guy deserves. Organized by those fine folks at the L.A. Scotch Club, Peatin’ Meetin’ is an outdoor shindig celebrating all things “partially decomposed remains of plant material” in Whiskyland. This year’s event was held at the Brookside Golf Club (“Gambling is illegal at Brookside, sir!”) which is next to the historic Rose Bowl in sunny, quaint Pasadena, home of a very large parade, a big football game and a little old lady. And when I say AT Brookside Golf Club, I really mean ON Brookside Golf Club. It’s a prepositional thing.

The kids at LASC outdid themselves again with various vendors pouring many iterations of peated whisky at this early evening soiree. After receiving a Glencairn glass, I headed right to the “special” side of the Whisky Tent where the not so common drams were being poured. For better or worse, mostly worse, these tables were positioned right in the Sun’s burning rays making those first pours’ effects a bit quicker than expected. Should have brought the Neutropeata SPF 50.

Peat Logo VIThere was quite an array of choices at this first stop: Bowmore Laimrig 15, Caol Ila Port Askaig CS 19, Connemara Turf Mor, Knockdhu anCnoc Flaughter, Bowmore 10 Dorus More, a 2002 K & L Signatory Bowmore, Caol Ila 12, Amrut Fusion, Amrut Peated Single Malt, Springbank 1995 CS, Caol Ila Whisky Trail 1999, and the St. George’s Peated English Whisky Company to name a few. I’d venture to say that I had only seen or tasted 3 or 4 of these before so it was quite fun delving into the new finds. Baseball cap wearing LASC President, Andy Smith says that most of the list was purchased by the Club from Los Angeles and London locations based on their “we-haven’t-had-them-before-ness” while some bottles were donated by sponsors that couldn’t attend. Exploring new and rare whisky is a goal of LASC. Having fun seems to trump that though.

The hard-to-find items were on one side of the whisky tent. The other three sides had great choices all around as well. The Ardbeg table was next to the Laphroaig table which was next to the Jura table which was next to the Lost Spirits table. There was no peat-free table for the peat-allergic. Peat, peat and more peat. Peat wafted in the air so thick that the AQMD could have issued an alert. How thick was it? Well, Ed, it was so thick I believe I saw smokejumpers parachuting in. Uh, ya-ha. May a peated yak marry your sister!

The Other Door, a bar in North Hollywood, had a interesting table of infused versions of Ardbeg Ten. One with pepper, one with apricot, and one with vanilla (my favorite). You don’t see that everyday. There were other cocktail tables with peated favorites but I’m not one to waste my time on mixology experiments when there are drams to try, and food to eat.

At Peatin’ Meetin’ food is served when it’s ready (you can’t rush good peat smoked BBQ).  This definitely had an effect on the crowd that had been tasting whisky in the bright sunshine for 2+ hours. Stumbling on the golf course was more common than putting at night with the fifteen year old daughter of the Dean. But the wait and stumbling was well worth it. Hickory Creek BBQ served up peat smoked chicken and beef with all the fixins. The smell was so intoxicating for the first few hours, I could have gnawed on the leg of a golfer, or gopher.

The night cooled off and the party went on. There were more drams to try and more visiting with old and new friends. Members of LASC are known for walking around Peatin’ Meetin’ with a bottle of something and pouring it into any random empty glass they come across. Lucky for me, my glass was empty when LASC member Bino Bopal came by with a bottle of Paul John Indian whisky. And there was live, raucous music from The Brick Top Blaggers and Green Ashes, both playing traditional and not-so-traditional Celtic tunes on a stage with the San Gabriels as a backdrop.

Next year’s Peatin’ Meetin’ promises to be bigger and better. President Smith says the LASC’s merry band is made up of smart and talented members who love the event. Damn it, Jim, we’re scotch drinkers, not event planners. “We want more people!” Smith goes on, “There’s no reason why this can’t be the biggest whisky event in the country. It’s already the most fun and most unique…and we don’t have to make a profit.” The brain trust will spitball new ideas as “every great element was a crazy idea that at some point became real.”

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Live music, a cigar lounge, a peated barbeque, wacky cocktails and a dedicated app for the event. What more CAN they offer? How about a Mrs. Peat Monster? Where is she hiding? “Mrs. Peat Monster is still just Miss Peatina. Unfortunately Peat Monster won’t commit, much like he can’t commit to any one peated whisky. The ladies love Peat Monster and this causes a bit of jealousy in the relationship. Perhaps if she learned to peat-smoke bbq…” So, maybe Mr. Smith isn’t exactly qualified for a stint on Loveline doling out relationship advice. But he’s more than qualified to put on a Southern California Peatapalooza. He is the Perry Farrell of peated whisky events. And anything that keeps the Big Guy happy is ok with me.