Think of someone you love. It can be a parent, or a sibling, or a significant other, but think about them. I bet you can picture their faces, their eyes. The little imperfections that make them “them.” You can probably hear that funny way they laugh, or their high-pitched sneeze. The way they only move…
This Wednesday, September 29, BrewYork will host its first-ever event — Beer2Garden at d.b.a. in Brooklyn. The proceeds will go to a wonderful local organization, East New York Farms!, and the event will run from 7 pm to … well, whenever we run out of beer. Speaking of beer, several local breweries have stepped up…
Those that know me know that I’m a pretty big New Belgium supporter. They were the first craft brewery I really latched onto, in college (with Odell a close second). Throughout college and beyond I had friends that worked there and friends that lived down the street from the brewery. One of my friends still…
On Monday, August 16, the skies opened up and some heavy rains washed down over New York. Walking toward the Boathouse at the Audubon House in Prospect Park, a park official cut us off. “Can’t go this way,” he said. “It’s flooded down that way.” The reason? Brooklyn Brewery’s newest creation blew a hole in…
Wednesday I had the good fortune to go to the 2nd annual Good Beer Fest, put on by Edible Magazine, Stella Artois and Brooklyn Brewery. Consisting mostly of local breweries (as well as Palm, Lagunitas, Sierra Nevada, Abita, and Stella Artois/Leffe/Hoegaarden) paired with samples of local eateries, the event covered two floors at the Brooklyn…
Quick little note, here, to say that we have truly crossed over into some very strange territory. Please to enjoy.
While you and your friends were enjoying a backyard barbecue, chilling on a rooftop bar, or just hanging out inside to beat the heat on America’s birthday, the intrepid duo here at Beer Goggins was doing something much, much dumber: braving the searing-hot sun and sometimes searingly nasty skin of near-naked New Yorkers at Coney…
and that’s when he decided to chug a giant bucket of beer. The frothy brew drizzled down his bushy beard and onto his black t-shirt, and the fact that he was wearing sunglasses inside meant that we couldn’t quite see if his eyes started watering like mine do every time I have to chug a…
Mikhail Prokhorov’s personal assistant. Upper-management bonus-worthy AIG employee. Ice cream taster. Twelfth man on any NBA team. Vice President of the United States. Field reporter for High Times magazine. Body paint artist for an SI Swimsuit shoot. Photographer for the SI Swimsuit issue. These are all candidates for Best Job in the World. And they…
I am a gigantic fan of Wilco. I’ll admit I came to them a little late, but once I heard 2002’s “Yankee Hotel Foxtrot,” I was hooked. I bought most of their back catalog (except 1995’s “A.M.” – I don’t know why I haven’t yet, so please don’t ask), and have gobbled up everything Wilco-related…