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Pie and Beer Makes for a Perfect Sunday Funday

luck1by Steven Doyle

LUCK in Trinity Groves never shied away from anything non-conventional. Think about their unusual doughnut-beer pairings that they perform on a regfular basis.  We do love beer, and of course those warm and wonderful doughnuts from Glazed in Deep Ellum make our eyes roll to the back of our head.   Continue reading

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Darkness Falls

20121031_beer_400by Blanton Webb

It’s finally coming. The time of year that we feel the first cool winds start blowing through the yard and the thought of sitting anywhere near a fire actually sounds bearable, if not pleasant. This is without a doubt my favorite season. Weather, ambiance, and Halloween aside, the greatest promise that the fall brings is the return of one of my greatest loves in life, the dark beer.   Continue reading

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The Drunken Pilgrim

sour beerby Kevin Deweber

I love Texas. I really do. It’s home. It’s turned me into the man I am today (those that know me can critique that man in the comment section). I love my barbecue, my Cowboys, and my drawl that sounds straight from a Nascar pit crew. However, if I don’t leave occasionally, I would probably wind up drunk, and pissing in the middle of the street, in the Fort Worth Stockyards, talking about the good ol’ days, when there was no such thing as “fleek”. So, occasionally, I book an impromptu trip. I pack a carry-on with way-too-few clothes, and I get to the airport as soon as possible. I will now attempt, through relaying my debauchery on one of those trips, to persuade you to drop what you are doing this weekend, and get the hell out of town.

First, let’s hammer out prerequisites that you should take into account in your spontaneous weekend trips. You cannot be a demanding traveler, period. I feel I need to beat you about the head with this tidbit. When I travel, I intend to spend my money stupidly at my final destination, not spend my money stupidly on the travel to get there. So, yeah, I’ve been crammed into an economy seat between seemingly an asthmatic sumo wrestler, and a severely ill-tempered, and gassy retiree. I’ve even watched a girl that I can only assume was Snookie’s post-op cousin get booted from a plane for cussing a crying infant. My traveling arrangements aren’t luxurious, but they are efficient. They get me there, wherever “there” is, for cheap.   Continue reading

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Drinking Games for Pros

beer1by Jordan Burke

Drinking games are an awesome way to spend some good quality time with family and friends. I’ve got a few off-the-cuff games that my friends and I play on the regular. Each one with difficulty and added strategy. These games are not all necessarily drinking games but with a little bit of an imagination and creative thinking they become a whole new level of fun and entertainment.

The first and easiest of the three is an actual real sport, bowling. That’s right bowling, dude, the sport of kings. It’s really the only sport, outside of golf, where the more I drink the better I seem to get. Or at least I feel like I do better, under the influence. The game here is loser buys the drinks consumed by all party members within the time of the ten frame game. You would be surprised how many beers you could slam in a single game, especially when you know you are going to win.   Continue reading

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Where My Ladies At?

beer4by Mallory Turner

No, seriously, where are you? I’m relatively new to the beer scene, but it doesn’t take a certified Cicerone to be able to notice the lack of female flavor in this batch. Craft beer is an overwhelmingly male-dominated industry. It doesn’t really make sense, does it? Aren’t we expected to stay in the kitchen, anyway? It seems like women and brewing should be a perfect fit. Oddly enough, there is truth to that statement; women were actually known as being the original brewers, sorry, I mean brewsters, the female counter-part to ‘brewer’ (how cute is that?!).

The history, no, herstory, the herstory of brewing actually began four thousand years ago in Mesopotamia with the Ancient Sumerians. Women were the only ones allowed to brew beer. They even had three female deities to watch over the whole process: Ninkasi, “the lady who fills the mouth”, and Siris were both Goddesses who would watch over the daily ritual of brewing, and there was Siduri, who was a very wise alewife, or brewster, from the epic Gilgamesh. Not only did Siris know her shit when it came to beer, she was also full of wisdom, which she imparted onto Gilgamesh.  Continue reading

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In and Out of Favor

woman-drinking-beerby Blanton Webb

Though the bar as an institution is often associated with talks of politics, opinions, and off-color humor, there is one question that never fails to grab my attention. “…So what’s your favorite kind of drink?” Whether it’s asked by the bartender trying to guide a guest to a selection or just a couple of patrons striking up a conversation over one concoction or another, that simple query has led to some of the most interesting conversations I have ever participated in or eavesdropped upon. It doesn’t matter what kind of place it is, or what kind of drinks the people are talking about, the qualities that make something a favorite for someone can say a lot about our taste.  Continue reading

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Martin House Shows Us a Thing or Two About Love

beerby Kevin Deweber

When I was in my early teens, I was trying to figure out my personal tastes and interests. I made it as far as: “I don’t like beans in my chili, and I REALLY like boobies.” But I was beginning to form an understanding of what I liked culturally as well. It was around that time, that late one night, as I laid in bed listening to 94.5, something…weird came through my speakers. It wasn’t the music of another Seattle Sounder, or the death rattle of an 80’s band trying desperately to remain relevant. It was angst, and passion, blues, and punk rock. It was like the love child of Lynyrd Skynyrd and the Ramones made sweet, sweet love to Reverend Horton Heat. It hit all notes, musically, and emotionally. A wild man piped out sounds I didn’t know a person could make. He mispronounced things, he twanged and howled through choruses, the bass and drum being omnipresent, hypnotic, and relentless. The guitar riffs, piercing and visceral. That was the first time I heard “Possum Kingdom” by The Toadies. I was hooked.  Continue reading

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