The Truck Stops Here

I love Portland, Oregon. I make absolutely no secret of it. I’ve been there a handful of times and I’m pretty much making it one of my annual destinations. But I’ve always been hesitant to actually write about it. I mean, how can I, really? Entire blogs, podcast series and libraries of books are dedicated…

A Beeritual Oasis in the Desert

So, as it turns out, the Belgians don’t have a monopoly on monks who make their own beer—and commercialize it. There’s a place right on American soil where hop-and-malt-minded pilgrims can connect with the brewing process in all its holy glory. Welcome to Abiquiu, New Mexico, a town known mostly for Bode’s General store, and…

NYC: Brews & Brine

I can’t believe Jacob’s Pickles has been around for about a year and I only just made it there for the first time last night—especially considering pickles and beer are two of my desert-island treats. And it still wouldn’t have been on my radar had it not been for the generous invite from the Jacob’s…

Vietnam Flashback

When I was in Singapore and Vietnam about a year and a half ago, I shot a silly little video for beverageworld.com on the burgeoning beer scenes in the two countries. OK, burgeoning is accurate for Singapore. For Vietnam, I’d call it embryonic. (And they still put ice in their beer. It’ll probably take a…

The Rice is Right

The thing about Portland, Oregon, is that most thirsty pilgrims heading there are after one thing: beer—myself included, admittedly. But you’d be seriously short-changing yourself if you didn’t take a ride about 25 minutes outside the city to Forest Grove and visit one of only a handful of saké breweries on U.S. soil (I think,…