You can make a lot of friends on social networks if you’re into beer. You can do that quite adequately in bars as well. You buy a few elbow jockeys a round of canned goat urine and you might have friends for life, the kind who will push your car down an incline to jump… read the rest…
No, Eddie Woods don’t do beer, he does white wine, anything above 3 euros is just fine. Pinot Grigio or Chardonnay is more than OK by him. Not before 5 and thereafter, he switches to red – Merlot [EW correction] or Beaujolais is, again, OK by him. Modest, not bottom shelf rot gut, but also not… read the rest…
BEER MYSTIC Burp #7 X-Large I see is the new large in clothing sizes. Size matters, so now a medium cup is like a trough of soda at McSubWenNuggests. They even try to super-size you when you rent a car, from an obese sedan to a 4WD monster at no extra charge so that we,… read the rest…
BEER MYSTIC Burp #6 We made a toast. “To he who casts the first kidney stone.” Clink of beer glasses, tink-tink, small amber waves sloshing over the sides, beer-head mustaches as our only disguise in the Pik-Clops in the Marais. Marais means “swamp,” which explains why where we lived around the corner you could see… read the rest…
BEER MYSTIC Burp #5 Before Jersey Shore was a TV show, it was already a socio-anthropological phenomenon of some steroidal bonehead beach bum magnitude. Summers were and still are an excuse for so-called [or seemingly] normal people to act insane – a vicious, almost malicious letting go ritual – blame it on bad rock, questionable… read the rest…
Beer Mystic Burp 4: A Weird, Bloody Barroom Ritual Remembered Imagine this, you walk into your local bar, a place where you know where to hang your truss, and upon entering you instantly sense something is amiss, awry – somebody’s tinkering with your gears. Aw shit, it’s as if good beer [at a not-obscene price],… read the rest…
Pivo Is Czech for Beer But Also An Alter-Ego In 1993, you could live like a bastard prince in Prague – if you had dollars to spend – on a pauper’s wages. Beer was 15 US cents – and we would repeat the names … Pilsner Urquell, Krušovice, Budvar from České Budějovice, Velkopopovický Kozel, Zlatý… read the rest…
Su Byron Spilling Beer: Late at night Su Byron and I would walk back from whatever disaster, like in Fanelli’s where things happened or didn’t. On the way home – each our own hovel with beds where the sheets no longer needed to be changed every 2 weeks – she would spout invectives aimed at… read the rest…
BEER MYSTIC Burp #1: Beyond the 12 Ounces of Craft The Internet and the world at large currently host plenty of hopsonian enthusiasts, beer nuts, pils pushers, literally hundreds of sites like RateBeer and Facebook pages like Beer Slut and La Femme de Beer devoted to the joys of drinking – and rating beers. Although the BEER MYSTIC [BM]… read the rest…
