When you think about brewing hot spots, what come to mind? Some obvious international destinations include Belgium, Germany, Ireland and the Czech Republic. As for the U.S., craft breweries are everywhere, but we think of the West Coast–especially Portland and Seattle. There’s always (for better or for worse) St. Louis…
First of all, I realize some people don’t like karaoke, that it ain’t their thing and they’d prefer to sit there and just watch the fun. That’s cool. But just trust that at Family Karaoke — where parties of up to 25 can reserve private sound-proofed rooms with wait-service who…
Last year, Oskar Blues added five 100-gallon tanks and increased its brewing by more 64 percent over 2007 in order to keep up with increased demand. That the Lyons, Colorado, brewery experienced such a rapid growth probably wouldn’t surprise anyone who has tasted its excellent flagship beer, Dale’s Pale Ale,…
Last week’s Hophead featured the Kansas City brewery Boulevard’s Saison, part of the company’s Smokestack series. Though not a life-changing beer, the Saison was impressive enough to warrant further investigation into the Smokestack series. A recent night at home with pizza seemed a perfect opportunity to pop the cork on…
Seems like any one of the nights we do a Girl Drink Drunk would be a “girls’ night out” but this one was officially a “Girls’ Night Out.” Like, I got an invitation. People RSVPed. There were boys around once we arrived, but hey, we were at a public bar…
Great Brewers recently launched its “Beer Sommelier,” an online program that purports to pair beers to a variety of meats, grains, vegetables, cheeses, breads and sweets. “Masterfully select the best beer styles to pair with any dish,” the Web site boasts. With the Libertine Bar’s Brass Knuckle Corn Dog Beatdown…
At the Kessler groundbreaking ceremony last weekend, a music critic was overheard calling Oak Cliff “the Brooklyn of Dallas.” It’s not a new sentiment. According to an 1890 flyer by Dallas Land & Loan Co., “Oak Cliff is to Dallas what Brooklyn is to New York.” Whether or not the…
In a little house on McKinney Avenue, Jessica and I- after a bit of a parking adventure involving me running out and hopping into her car in the middle lane of McKinney and showing her how to get behind our desired location–sat down for some catching up on recent trips,…
Hophead spent a four-day weekend at the Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival in Manchester, Tennessee. The music, comedy, people-watching and general chaos of the thing made for an outstanding trip. But one of the highlights was the accompanying “Broo-er’s Festival,” a biergarten featuring some 20 brewers ranging from tiny local…
Whether you’ve got your own specialty beer you’re dying to share with the world or you just like free mystery drinks, make sure you block out some time Sunday afternoon. From 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. Sunday, June 14, Eno’s Tavern in the Bishop Arts District in Oak Cliff will…
The comment thread in the April 14 10 Questions with Jim Schutze, the Dallas Observer’s “investigative curmudgeon,” got City of Ate thinking about his hometown brew, Stroh’s. “Some people cry for the Old Country. I cry for Stroh’s. Many’s the Stroh, many’s the Stroh. Oh, Stroh’s!” Schutze wrote in a…
“If you like Calvin Klein’s Obsession, you love Designer Imposters’ Confess.” “If you like Acqua di Gio, you’ll love Designer Imposters’ Mascolino.” Yeah, uh huh. And I suppose that Liza impersonator does Cabaret just as good as the real Broadway loon, and that Velveeta tastes something like actual cheddar. So…
There are few things Lady Hophead loves more than beer, but singing is one of them. So naturally, karaoke–which combines those two loves–is like heroin for her. If you were to offer her the choice of concert tickets for a double bill of Blondie and Madonna or the chance to…
This edition of Girl Drink Drunk will be presented in the form of a letter. If you read it fully, you will receive 42 tickets, which somehow are worth 84 tickets and may or may not be redeemable at the prize counter.***Dear Dave and Buster,First of all, I really hope…
For every wound, a balm. For every sorrow, a cheer. For every storm, a calm. For every thirst, a beer. Summer is nearly here, which explains the sudden cloudiness. I’m not talking about the weather; I mean the cloudy pints of seasonal unfiltered wheat beer offered at your favorite beer…
I’d like to take a moment and raise a glass to Jeremy and Jorge (my movers), Tracy and Pam (sister and mom) for making what could have been an excruciating transfer-of-homestead exceptionally bearable. See, I just moved, after almost 7 years, from a 660 square foot apartment by myself into…
Remember the great ska craze of the mid-90s? My memory of that era is a bit cloudy, but from what I recall it was a thankfully short-lived phenomenon in which kids rediscovered English ska punk from the ’80s, which itself was a rediscovery of the original version of ska, a…
[Cue dramatic music.] This week in Girl Drink Drunk, I’m paying homage to romance novels, drunken trysts and, oh, why not, Harlequin’s 60th. This is the trashy romance edition. Read me, baby. Read me. On and on, Jayna went. We just had to meet this Mr. Collins. She’d met this…
I have bought perhaps half a dozen Michelobs in my entire life. Compared to Anheuser-Busch’s flagship Budweiser, Michelob is a serviceable brew. But the pricing is pushed just enough that it makes more sense to go with the much better imports or small production beers. Michelob recently sent a bottle…
Frankie’s Sports Bar & Grill is loud when the Stars are playing. Frankie’s has a surprising balance of ladies and gents. Frankie’s has Freedom Fries and a Freedom Dip sandwich on its menu. The first two are kinda cool, but had I realized the latter before deciding on GDD location,…
Sometimes too much to drink is barely enough. –Mark Twain (and with Dogfish Head’s super-strong beers, barely enough really is enough)When I was a kid, my Papa Salfi had a framed poster in a guest bathroom from which I first learned about the effects of alcohol. It had a numbered…
Last week, BFF Jen’s birthday was nigh and her wish was to go to the FC Dallas season opener. Thus, a group of us converged upon Frisco’s Pizza Hut Park. Based on past FC Dallas experiences, games meant not only sporting good times and learning to curse in Spanish, but…
