In the name of science I put my pumpkin prejudice aside and sampled a couple of this year’s fall favourite.
My sister brought me an Uncle Leo’s Brewery care package from Nova Scotia to Alberta. I guess she’s an okay sister.
I took King Puck home from Ireland in a suitcase. I guess that’s one way to get a goat across borders.
After seeing Twitter light up over this cherry saison, I had to track some down for myself.
I went to the woods because I wished to drink deliberately.