“Ho ho ho, no! This beer tastes like a literal snickerdoodle.”
For centuries, the art of brewing beer belonged to women alone. This is the story of how the church pushed them out the industry they founded and sent them riding piggy-back on demons into the flames of an eternal abyss.
Vanilla and ginger and cinnamon and nutmeg are encroaching. Here are ten summer beers to try before they take over everything.
I’m ready to take back the heritage that is so rightfully ours, and one way I’m going to do that is by homebrewing my own goddamn beer. With my girlfriend. And her cat. Please join us.
Which witch is which?
I’m not interested in the kiddie theme park variety made of cream soda and syrup from a squeeze bottle; I want hot, alcoholic, grown-ass woman butterbeer.
Always wondered about cooking with beer? YOUR TIME HAS COME.
Sisters, All Hallow’s Eve has become a season of boozing, where women drink pumpkin ale and run amok!
I can’t tell you about the head or what it has “notes” of. But I can tell you about some beers I really enjoyed, a few I didn’t, and the things that happened along the way.
In a surprise turn of events, Guinness announced on Sunday that it will be pulling sponsorship from New York’s St Patrick’s Day parade on Monday, in support of LGBT groups. It joins Heineken and Sam Adams, who had earlier pulled their sponsorship from New York and Boston parades respectively.
From what I can tell, New Holland pulls a switcheroo on each of these beverages to make two excellent, crossbred, yummy drinks. So today, I’m going to talk a little bit about both of them.
“My beer defies the traditional expectations of a ‘girl’s beer.'”