Well, it’s done. I’ve moved from Boston, MA to ye olde Brooklyn, NY. It’s been a blast so far, especially the part where my entire apartment was ravaged by a plague and we spent the entire long weekend coughing and sneezing and making soup.
But, y’know, bonding as a group.
But a new city would, hopefully, mean new beers. Sickness has curbed that for the most part, though I did manage to sneak a few in when I was feeling better. Continue reading I’m not photogenic, but my beer is.
I’m in Boston for a few days, making the final preparations for my permanent move to Brooklyn. Of course that means I’m going to see some friends, eat some delicious meals and drink some beers.
I spent all last weekend in Brooklyn stuffing PBR down my gullet which was… no fun at all. Alright, actually, it was a ton of fun except that while I will drink PBR I mostly just don’t like it. My friends thankfully acquiesced to my request for some not-PBR at one point, and I got a few cans of Magic Hat #9 in there. Continue reading A Good Night in Boston: Sweet Cheeks BBQ, Peak Organic and Lagunitas
I just took a week-long trip to Duck, North Carolina. The Outer Banks. The South. The Cape Cod of North Carolina. Whatever you want to call it, call it.
While I was there, I made the attempt to drink a few North Carolina beers because… Because beers.
Continue reading Just Duck-y: North Carolina beers