Love you guys.
Love you guys.
Was he on vacation in Vancouver? Here to catch a Canucks game, maybe?
I'll ride in the shit weather. Watch me.
I know. I had a meeting and other stuff
Off the top of my head, Stanley park has two beaches. It has several playgrounds. It has a cricket pitch, it has tennis courts, it has lawns, it has the seawall, it has a brewpub and a teahouse.
Stanley park contains multitudes and if Canada has a better urban park, I haven't seen it.
I love getting a seat next to the window on a mark one on a cold day, and getting one shin almost uncomfortably warmed by the heater. It's transit comfort food.
I am proud to be one of the 500.
Holy shit.
When I was 18 and learning to drink beer, in Alberta all bars were licensed to 2AM. The the daylight savings time switch at 2 AM felt like it was designed for drunken 18 year-old shitheads like me. In the spring it hit just as the bar closed. In the fall the bar could stay open a whole extra hour!
An important difference between Canada and the US is that Canadians think that other Canadians are good. That helps a lot.
A sad thing I learned last weekend: my sister-in-law and her husband drink over-roasted coffee from Invermere because it is the best coffee available at grocery stores in Lynn Valley.
What is wrong with Lynn Valley? Your access to nature is too good, so you can't have nice food and drink?
The sky's the limit
We've never brewed a kΓΆlsch before, but our buddies at The Establishment in Calgary make a banger, so we asked them for advice, which feels like cheating, because now we made an awesome kΓΆlsch on our first try.
Next we have Rise Up, a KΓΆlsch-style beer (not from KΓΆln) we brewed with Batch as a fundraiser for the Saint James Music Academy.
This is the opposite of State of Nature on the complexity spectrum. Light malt, light floral hops, light bitterness, perfect crusher. Bottoms up.
Tasting some exciting stuff in the brewery today. This is State of Nature, an IPA with brettanomyces that we're making for the first time since 2019.
It's a hoppy, funky, really wild beer. This is none of your sacch trois IPA, it's a blend of real brettanomyces and every sip tastes different. Crazy
Put down your phone and go outside. You can learn about geopolitical strife after the sun goes down.
Like through my brewery? They can't, there's a university in the way.
I didn't realize. Virtually all of Canada's seaborne oil exports flow under that bridge. Kind of a big deal.
It's broken? How broken? They're still taking trains over it and taking oil tankers up the inlet, as far as I know.
It's very simple: if a young man wants to be beautiful so badly that he hits himself in the face with a hammer, the Globe will run a profile on him.
Last few days I've cycled to work with my hands aching from cold. Today I finally bit the bullet and put on an old pair of ski gloves. Felt a bit like a horse playing a piano operating my Shimano brifters with ski gloves, but so much warmer.
That sucks, but if I had to choose, I'd rather have a functioning democracy than a gold medal in women's hockey.
Look at that club! Beacons of democracy like Saudi Arabia, Kazakhstan, Pakistan... Did Kim Jong Un's invite get lost in the mail?
Are you mid-sneeze?
Gutted to hear that our Halifax pals at 2 Crows are closing.
Beer nerds often tell me that good beer will always win in the end, but it's not true.
Good financing is more important than good beer. Good cost structure and sales are too. You don't win by being pure of heart.
Pour one out.
They are terrible, but this isn't talking about greenhouse gases. It's about more local air pollutants, like NO
I just got there in the exact same way and hauled my bike up the stairs.
Great spot for a bike rack, bro!
Staples on Grandview Highway. Not that it matters. Only a maniac would ride their bike on Grandview Highway.
How about a tropical island without enough food? Or one that's ruled by a repressive dictatorship? Or both?
A little bit of fruit to disguise how bad the beer is. Sweet as hell, all three of them.
Put an orange slice on a Hoegaarden and I'll let it pass (it's garbage beer anyway) but on a hefe? Blasphemy!