On our 100th post, we’re taking a look back at a job… well, done.
Tag: beer is delicious
It’s taken me a month. But I’ve finally become a master of brewing.
Wherein I learn some lessons about siphoning, and make some decisions about branding.
Stout. Stout. Pour it all out. These are the brews I can’t live without.
In which the unthinkable happens: I defend Hamilton and slag Toronto a little.
“Ristretto” is Italian for “limited”, which is what my capacities are after a single glass.
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