By Brigadier Bock on Jan 28, 2008 in Brew Reviews | 3 Comments
Like Sasquatch in the wild, I am seen on this website only intermittently, and in very fuzzy photographs. But Sierra Nevada’s 25th Anniversary Bigfoot barleywine compelled me out of hiding and into your shaky viewfinder (delirium tremens, I’m guessing). And like both this beer and its namesake, I will haunt your dreams.
By Brigadier Bock on Nov 9, 2007 in Brew Reviews | 7 Comments
Aecht Schlenkerla Rauchbier probably is German for “Sausage in a bottle,” or maybe it’s anti-semitic, or perhaps it’s simply the sounds I’ll drunkenly utter after “You’re not the boss of me!” and “You don’t own me!” Whatever the translation, there is no questioning that this beer is a smokebeer from Bamberg (like Hamburg but with […]
By Brigadier Bock on Sep 24, 2007 in Brew Reviews | 2 Comments
The folks at Stone Brewery would like the Brigadier to believe that once he went black (IPA), he’d never go bock.* For his part, beleaguered Florida State Represenative Bob Allen recently claimed to have feared for his very safety, although apparently not that of his throat, in explaining how he got nabbed in a sex […]
By Brigadier Bock on Sep 16, 2007 in Brew Reviews | 2 Comments
I don’t know about you, dear reader, but the word “Celebrator” reminds me of some sort of unkillable German cyborg programmed to relentlessly pursue and destroy us before returning to a desolate future of robot hegemony. And then celebrating. With other robots. A big robot party.
While the Celebrator Doppelbock is not unlike that scenario, […]
By Brigadier Bock on Sep 6, 2007 in Brew Reviews | 1 Comment
My personal trainer from a couple years back once told me that to put on body mass I was going to have to dispense with binge drinking, although having “5 or 6 beers every now and again can’t hurt and can even help keep your carb intake up.” I took that caveat as a license […]
By Brigadier Bock on Sep 4, 2007 in Brew Reviews | 2 Comments
Surprising though it may be, I wasn’t born a Brigadier of Bock. No, I became one. It wasn’t easy, friends, but here I am wearing epaulets and a foolish, jaunty hat and drinking a bock. And not just any bock… an eisbock. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Bock is a strong lager originally from the […]