Thursday, September 21, 2006

B is for Beer - that's good enough for me

Alright, I apologize that it's been two weeks since our last post. I've got a few ideas I'm brewing up (haha). I apologize for the pun too (not really). Hopefully, there will be pictures up within the next week, but for today, I've got an idea that requires little to no legwork. Enjoy:

"If you could have a beer with anybody, who would it be?"
This is the question posed by a great site I recently discovered, Here's to Beer. This site is host to a plethora of information. Today, I explored their recipes for beer cocktails. I don't think I've seen anybody in the US mix their beer with anything, except maybe a lemon or orange wedge, but when I was in Germany, I tried a Radler. A Radler is half pilner lager and half lemonade. Okay, so like most other cocktails it's a bit sweet. But who doesn't like lemonade on a hot day? Nobody I know, or have recently questioned....

I've gotten off track. If I could have a beer with anybody, today, it would be Dr. Paul Farmer. There are many people on my list, but recently I'm reading Mountains Beyond Mountains, the story of how Dr. Farmer founded Partners in Health, a program that brings healthcare to impoverished communities around the world. This, incidentally, is my goal: to spread adequate healthcare worldwide. If it weren't for that, I'd probably open up a brewery. So thanks, Dr. Farmer, for leading the way and showing us how doctoring should be done. Cheers.

Now it's your turn. If you could have a beer with anyone, regardless of whether they're alive today, who would it be?

Thursday, September 07, 2006


This past weekend, we kicked off the football season right in East Lansing by dropping in to Crunchy's. You might recognize a similar watering hole near you by its slightly dumpy appearance, newspaper clipping and sports memorabilia decor, and grotesque amounts of beer.

I mean Grotesque.

It is literally served in buckets. Not like this. More like filled to the brim by the tap. You can get your own bucket, or use one of the house buckets. It is advisable to bring five others with you lest you succumb to alcohol poisoning.

What I have to ask is this: Is this kind of thing only acceptable in college towns? I would like access to buckets of beer wherever I go, health inspectors be damned. If you have a similar site of excess, please share! I would definitely like to find out that someone has taking social drinking to a new low in a civilized part of the world.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Tailgating, Trivia, and Canada


That's right, the college football season has kicked off! This reminds me of the days when the Drinking Buddies used to hit the streets of East Lansing, MI in search of the perfect gameday tailgate experience. In fact, we wrote about it (in this shameless plug)! This year, we are probably only going to make it out to this weekend for a viewing of the Idaho Vandals v. The Spartans of Michigan State University. Hopefully we will catch some great drinking shots while on the prowl.

In the meantime, I'd like to welcome Canada to the Drinking Buddies website. Previously, only Windsor (of Windsor Casino fame, where I won $80) had bothered to discover the Buddies. I have a sneaking suspicion that at least 90% of that traffic was my cousin. But these days, traffic comes from all over. Be it our wit, charm, international diplomatic savvy, or recent professed love for, our bond with the only country left that likes Americans is holding fast. As they say in some parts of your country, "J'ai accidentellement vomi dans votre baignoire!"

In honor of that, I'm going to impart a little DBs Trivia. Prohibition existed in the United States from 1920 to 1933. Everyone knows that the bootlegging trade of smuggling liquor flourished during this time. However, few people know that an estimated 75% of the US illegal liquor came from the Detroit-Windsor border. Now that's international aid!

The Hiram Walker Canadian ClubDistillery was located conveniently on the water front, just in case people should happen to cross the river and pickup a few cases. These "passers by" included a certain Drinking Buddy Grandpa, who used a rowboat and two oars to bring the forbidden nectar to the entire country. Take that, FBI!