Beautiful, innit?

No, I’m not talking about the world-class selection of beers, I’m talking about the chalkboard itself.

That’s the board above the bar at Teresa’s Next Door as of around 4:40 this afternoon, as clean and neat and readable an example as I’ve ever seen, done by staffer Carissa Just with something called a “chalk pen,” a concept entirely new to me. I find it astonishingly near-perfect.

I stopped in at TND after a heads-up call from fine human being Matt Guyer while I was on the train back from Philadelphia alerting me that Dogfish Head Bitches Brew had just been tapped.

There’s been a lot of talk about this one, created in honor of the 40th anniversary of the original release of Bitches Brew, Miles Davis’ 1970 paradigm-shifting landmark fusion breakthrough. It is a big a bold dark beer which is three-quarters imperial stout and one quarter honey beer made with gesho root, an African shrub from Ethiopia which is used in a similar fashion to hops. I found it a nicely balanced and drinkable brew, perhaps a bit sweet on its own, but one I could imagine enjoying over a plate of fruit and cheese.

I’d been downtown to meet up with a new friend, the Rev. Kirk Berlenbach whom many of you have likely met and know as “Father Kirk.” We met for the first time at Nodding Head during Philly Beer Week and have been trying to get together ever since, finally pulling it off today right back where it all started.

We enjoyed a good conversation over two pints of Bil Payer Ale on cask (for me) and one of those and a glass of George’s Fault for him. We were joined for a stretch by main man Curt Decker and brewer Gordon Grubb. The later brought out a bottle of their Saison, an leftover from those packaged to send off to the Great American Beer Festival. Actually, as Decker explained, not really a left-over: “We always do some extra bottles to keep and open the week of GABF so we can taste what they are likely tasting at the judges’ tables in Denver.”

All in all, a good beery day, as good a one as I’ve had of late.



Maybe there is an argument for using cell phones at the bar after all.

Photo courtesy of Harpoon Eastern PA sale rep Sean Hamel, taken last year at Ernie’s Tin Bar in Petaluma, CA.



Picking up the pieces and moving on.

Time to wipe away the tears of frustration about the website issues and get back to work. I am looking for a good story or stories about beer and food pairings, chefs or restaurants who specialize in same or anything unusual (this would be even better) that would fit into the general Food & Beer topic.

Help a brother out…



“Let them mind their own affairs.”

I got somewhat philosophical over here just now. Probably not a good idea, but something that should not be hidden from the main audience, so…



Well, that didn’t go well at all.

The attempt to migrate Liquid Diet to a different site and upgrade to a more current version of WordPress, which was finally made in the early hours of this morning, working for about six hours and then crashed, so all that “Big Change Coming” stuff was a mere chimera. Pretend it never happened.

We’re back home where we started from. A different WordPress migration and upgrade might still be possible and that’s what we’re looking at now. It will be a week or two until and if….

Are we having fun yet?



The devil is in the details.

From the Boyertown-area Times yesterday:

The beer is provided by Sly Fox Brewery, which provides four different kinds of brews, ranging from light to dark. Blair Vineyards and Manatawny Creek Winery will also be at the event for the wine aficionados in the crowd.

I believe the wine will range from red to white.



John Myerow is my new hero.

Remember I told you what the rules would be in my bar should I open one?

Well, read this.

It’s not easy being ahead of the curve….oh wait, yes it is if you actually are.

PS: Here’s a link to High-Tech Disconnect, the very good and must-read column by Karen Heller which is mentioned in Rick Nichols‘ story.


Briefly.

As I told you back on Monday I’m really busy this week and, besides that, the site isn’t ready to relaunch yet and that has me bummed, but I think I need to tell you—in one sentence so I don’t use up a lot of valuable time—that a run to the Downingtown area for business this morning occasioned a stop at Victory where I planned to pick up a growler of this beer that Kolesar has been almost having an orgasm over because I figure I could handle that on my patented diet and no exercise program which has taken nearly 20 lbs. away in four weeks except that when I got there they also had Saison du BUFF on tap and I wanted that too, which means two growlers came home with me and now Sly Fox has finally gone and put one of my most favorest beers, Grisette, on tap and I will definitely get a growler of that, which may mean I have to give up food entirely in order to keep the diet in balance, but anyway the big story is done and sent off and the missing checks, about which I never said much, have arrived and, except for the Phillies who are really pissing me off because they could be in first place right now if anybody on the damned team could hit and anybody who got on base would pay just a little bit of attention, I’m feeling good and that is all I have to say, except that if I had the time I would put up this long and thoughtful post about something important or maybe just make fun of Lew Bryson, who you may remember from when he was a blogger before he ran off to join Facebook which Wired magazine says is the the new internets and forget the World Wide Web, as if we already hadn’t, because of his self-loathing post over there about drinking three bottles of Budweiser while at dinner with a bad companion who led him into sin, as if anybody cares, and contrast that with a really thoughtful post on Bud which I found here, but time is what I don’t have so I won’t at this time do that.



If you see tumbleweeds blowing across the floor around here for a while, this is why.

Our plans to kick-start this site with its semi-new look and some new features over the weekend have not, you will notice, come to fruition.

Change is hard, man, and Wordpress and HTML coding and all that stuff is harder.

So there’s that, still going on, plus this is a big writing-for-pay week for me, which means less time to give to both the relaunch project and the site in general.

When we get our act together finally, it’s gonna be fun. Until then, the landscape may be a bit barren.



Brews for Boobies is back.

No, no, you…um…boobs, I’m not talking ’bout you.

It’s Boobies, plural, which means, you know…oh wait, some of you probably don’t.

Never been there, done that.

My bad.

Just check out the details. You’ll get the idea.