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…
Never pretend to a friend. –From the underside of the bottle cap of a Magic Hat #9 sample.In a sign of both the growth of Vermont’s Magic Hat Brewing Company and that of the market for craft beers in the area, Magic Hat’s flagship #9 is now available in Texas…
In the quest for girl drink knowledge, I looked, this time, to my past–to the bottles that I remembered (from high school, mind you) containing a deceptively refreshing alternative to yucky, stinky boys’ beer.Ladies, remember the dawn of Sprite-like malt beverages? Yeah, well so do I. Before I matured on to…
Civilization begins with distillation.–Meridian Room motto, attributed to William Faulkner. (We would argue that civilization begins with brewing, but that doesn’t rhyme.)I wanted to visit the Meridian Room even before it closed and reopened back in the fall, but only managed to get there this week. Before as well as…
Special Friday EditionDuring birthday season, I had the pleasure of celebrating one of our resident girl drinker’s special day at Consilient Restaurant’s neighborhood-gourmet (just made that up, but now that I think about it, it’s my new favorite genre of bites) eatery, The Porch. First, let me explain that while the…
After a season of birthdays (mine and others) and some vacation time, I’ve had my fill of shenanigans of late. But while dancing in glow-in-the-dark glasses and “birthday shots” have been relegated to the shadows for a while, I do have a brand spanking new Girl Drink Drunk to throw…
It seems that the flu that Ms. Girl Drinker suffered last week was contagious. But just as her bout with the once-killer virus…or is it bacteria?…didn’t stop her from putting in a little quality time at her favorite watering hole, I would not be dissuaded from enjoying my beloved beer…
When faced with a drinking column that pops up every other week, what does one do when the infamous flu rears its ugly head? In my case, I made the required couch bed and slept for approximately three days. I also watched two unfortunate episodes of WifeSwap in there somewhere…which…
I’ve long been a fan of San Francisco’s Anchor Brewing, but had yet to try many of the offerings we would be served at Oceanaire’s recent beer dinner, a multi-course, $55 a head feast paired to different Anchor products. So we–the Lady Hophead and myself–were practically giddy with anticipation as…
I generally don’t dig on the frozen beverage unless I’ve just finished riding a roller coaster in 103-degree heat, urgently need a drink and someone is standing nearby with a Slurpee. I’ll eat ice cream, frozen yogurt or gelato, provided I’m in the mood (it’s a seasonal thing; plus I’m…
Good pies and strong beer. –Poor Robin’s Almanack, 1695 (but don’t leave out good beef and strong beer, good fish and strong beer, good cheese and strong beer, good … well, you get the picture.)Maybe I’m just projecting, but it seems that beer is getting a bit more respect these…
Photos by Benjamin Lewis Some people consider it uncouth to begin drinking before 5 p.m. Thankfully, you won’t run into any of those spoilsports at the “Blind Salamander Day” tour and tasting at Rahr & Sons brewery tomorrow from 1 p.m. to 3 p.m. I took my first tour of…
Monday night, a group of six girls settled into a cozy booth at a chain restaurant to um, “pepper in some refreshment.” Seems strange to go with Chili’s, perhaps, but the place has a spiral-bound menu of specialty drinks. It’s cute, it’s colorfully illustrated and it’s totally effective marketing, shamed…
Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends. –Francis Bacon (whose friends may have liked him more if he’d offered beer instead) If you like the nut-to-butt proximity of strangers in lines for Six Flags rides but don’t like roller coasters, I highly recommend Central Market on…
I bid farewell to 2008 by, like Ricky Bobby, thanking little baby Jesus for giving us specialty holiday brews. What better way to soothe the white-knuckle stress of shopping, the friction of family gatherings and the frustration of assembling crappy toys than with a high-ABV beer? Jonathan Shikes at our…
