“The house smelled of brisket and bourbon, that’s the music I grew up on.” – Billy Crystal Ahhhh, the lowly brisket. No really, look where it’s located on the cow in the above illustration. Just above the front legs and just below the shoulders. Those are some hard […]
On a weird Friday night recently, G-LO and I ventured into a few rums and babbled endlessly. It’s what we do. We find it very therapeutic, and it saves us $60 each on professional help. We’re cheap sumbitches when it comes to paying for therapy, but we’re very […]
In an earlier post, I had referenced a trip I took to Kunda Beverage in King of Prussia to stock up for Beer Friday at work. At Kunda, we were able to pick up a mixed case of IPAs. We had the IPA from Avery, the IPA & a […]
We talk a lot, maybe too much about the #whiskyfabric (don’t forget the hashtag), that internet sensational connection between people from all walks of life bound loosely or tightly by a love of our favorite spirit. The term takes a beating sometimes in the ether of social […]
The other day, with the various urchins out-and-about, as good parents, we settled onto The Barthenon to keep a watchful eye on the kiddies. Naturally, as it got a bit hotter outdoors, I needed a little liquid refreshment to keep me from being overcome on such a warm day (I […]
Limpd: Before we get started, I gotta ask, are you gonna write this up as a conversation where you say that I said a bunch of ridiculous things that I never really said? G-LO: Maybe. We’ll see how it goes. What’s it to you? Limpd: Just curious is […]
Recently, on a quick stop at Kress Liquors (my better half needed a bottle or two of Magners Pear Cider), I was taken by the unique packaging of a three pack of bombers. Rather than put the three bottles on special, I was greeted by a plain brown […]
G-LO: So here’s the plan! You get the kids to go play in your yard and pester the wives, while I head inside to grab some glasses, my camera, and those Sapporo beers that we need to review. Sound good? Limpd: That sounds perfect! Five minutes later… G-LO: […]
While I have never ever mowed my lawn (I don’t even own a lawnmower!), I do understand the concept of a lawnmower beer. It’s boiling hot outside and you’re sweaty, parched, and in search of something cold and refreshing to quench the thirst that you developed from spending […]
Minding my own business (as I usually do), I found myself a passenger in a vehicle back from a sales call. My chauffeur told me that we had run out of beer at work (gotta say, Beer Friday is pretty cool) and we had to stop at […]