So I was in Austin for a Master Brewers Association of the Americas conference, and in between seminars I went to some places … great city for beer and barbecue, and I have photographic proof.
Oktoberfest is coming. Time to practice. Continue reading
A long time ago I brewed a Tripel – it’s well-aged and vintage now, coming up on 2 years old, laid down in cork-and-cage bottles. We broke out a bottle the other night, and tonight I’m going to break out some more and cook with it. Continue reading
Other working titles: “Have Porter, Will Beef” and “Porter: It’s What’s for Dinner. This may seem familiar, but for as long as this keg of porter lasts I’m eating red meat, dammit. Continue reading
I’m not a good brewer, just a persistent one – and I’m certainly no chef, but I do like to eat, so it follows that once I left the nest I’d have to learn how to cook or forage in campground dumpsters like the rest of my family (I was raised by raccoons). Continue reading