Be the belle of your bbq with this summer's crop of fruitful beers. Made with real fruit--not faux-flavored syrups--these thirst-quenching quaffs will cool you off as the temperature rises.Read More
I like my sports with a side of savory.
The game is the means to the drinkable & edible end. I pick bars based on their non-televised offerings--Belgian Ales, stellar nachos, spicy Bloody Marys, schnitzel. With the Superbowl just upon us, I have memories of my last football outing, or more appropriately "routing", January's BCS Championship. Lured by onion rings and curious about the new & bigger locale of Maritime Pacific Brewery, my sis, her hubby, their son, and I headed to their pub, the Jolly Roger Tap RoomRead More
Thank goodness for girlfriends.
Mine are especially rad with their simultaneous beauty, sass, and smarts, traits that could induce extreme envy, but instead keep me inspired. Most of them enjoy eating (these aren't those "I'll just have a salad, hold the dressing" kind of gals), yet I'm admittedly the gourmandette: the one who insists on ordering multiple desserts, who finishes everything on our shared plates, and who has a penchant for all things porcine. Hence, my ladies let me pick the location for our monthly dinners. For my birthday, I chose the Parish.Read More
When considering men, there are certain characteristics--culinary prowess, vast vocabulary, willingness to hit the dance floor--that invariably make me swoon. The same holds true for where I choose to eat and imbibe, so I knew I'd like Little Bear--industrial setting, Belgian beer, gastropub--even before I set foot inside.Read More