Herbal, Lime Zest Scent. Cane Sugar, Menthol Flavor. Crisp. Clean. Intriguing! _______________________________________________________ Many thanks to our Hipster Friends for passing this along!
Golden orange hue. Coriander and spices. Crisp. Dry. Refreshing!
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 […]
There’s a faint smell of beer, When you put your nose near, But it’s the citrus bouquet That takes you away. Blood oranges, grapefruits, and maybe some lime. I’d list a few others, if I had some more time. The citrus is big when you take that first […]
When I took that first sip, I was somewhat surprised. I reread the label and thought that Stone lied. Though they called it Saison, to me it said Wit, But when the chill subsided, I started to get it! There goes that clove and that sharp coriander, The flavors […]
A guy named Lew digs session beer, So that you can drink it for hours with a bit less fear! When it comes to IPA, this Booze Dancer likes them bold, With a firm hop bite that won’t leave you cold. Founders and Stone have gone the Session […]
Since today is Christmas Eve, I thought that I would repost a bit of booze infused poetry by The Wookie. 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 […]
It has been one year since the Booze Dancers were faced with the grim news that our beloved mascot, the Whisky Dog, was suffering from late stage cancer and had to be put down. A nearly twelve year old, cocker/retriever mix, she had led a long and noble life and […]
Last year on Christmas day I received a hilarious text message from Crazy-Eye. The text was a single malt whisky twist on the Clement Clark Moore classic “A Visit from St. Nicholas” Poem (a.k.a. ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas). The message inspired me to write the Booze Dancer […]
This past week, the Booze Dancers were faced with the grim news that our beloved mascot, the Whisky Dog, was suffering from late stage cancer and had to be put down. A nearly twelve year old, cocker/retriever mix, she had led a long and noble life and had been a […]