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Dodd Brewing Company

The official start of the Dodd Brewing Company brewing season began today. With an extra added twist…we brewed outside.

This last summer we purchased new kitchen appliances. I was informed by MLW that there would be no more brewing on the stove in the kitchen. That resulted in having to brew outside. No concerns, though. It was actually pretty nice. The weather was cool, and cloudy.

I brewed an altbier today. An ale that I had not brewed before, I usually brew a red ale and doctor it up from there. Todays brew is in the fermentor and doing its magic. Two weeks will go by pretty quick, and this brew will be in the bottles just after Thanksgiving, ready for parties during the Christmas season.

I love making beer.

Namaste.

Pennsylvania Beer and Brewing Guide

If any of you are going to be in Pennsylvania, you have to check out this site so that you don’t end up buying crappy beer.

Friends don’t let friends drink crappy, yellow, fizzy stuff. Friends make sure that they read The Pennsylvania Beer and Brewing Guide.

Namaste.

Michigan Proposal 4

Hey, Michiganders! What the Hell? Michigan Proposal 4 to lift a ban on Sunday sales of beer and wine in Ottawa county? What?? Is this the dark ages? I thought that Pennsylvania was the only state with screwed up ideas concerning alcohol.

Get a clue folks, prohibition does not one bit of good for anyone. Those who are going to drink, are going to drink. Those who aren’t, aren’t. The only ones that are hurt by “blue laws” are the retailers. And the owners of business’ that sell alcohol can make their own decisions as to whether they want to be open that day.

Proposal 4 seems a no brainer. Vote yes, Michigan and get out of the dark ages.

Namaste.

Trucks being marketed down

What the heck do I mean with trucks being marketed down?

I mean I have been watching football this afternoon, and have seen an advertisement for the new Dodge Ram until I feel like I am going to run screaming from my home if I see it again.

The premise of the commercial is a race between teams of guys driving the Ram pickup on a series of obstacle courses. There is lots of loud music, and dust, and trucks in the air. Everything that a redneck loves. And the only voice other than the announcer is a couple of guys with heavy texas accents and cowboy hats.

Marketing at its finest.

Of course he next most frequent commercial is for Bud Light. And I think we all know what I feel about commercially produced yellow, fizzy water.

Namaste.

Live Blogging

Ok, so I suck at live blogging. I admit it. I got to wrapped up in yelling at the television.

MLW had to tell me to quiet down more than once. It could have been the influence of the Bell’s Brewing Kalamazoo Stout that I was drinking at the time. That is some good beer.

Anyway, I was not too impressed with how McCain came out on the offensive. I think that he just showed himself to be a bitter old man who knows that he is losing.

19 days until the election. Find out where your voting precinct is, and make sure that all of your friends know where theirs are. Start planning your election watch party. Get the drinks on ice, and order the cake.

Namaste.

Friends don’t let friends drink Bud lime

What the heck is it with Budweiser and lime? I am not getting it. Same with Miller and lime.

People are not to drink beer with fruit in it. Limes are for gin and tonic. Not beer.

If you have to put fruit in your beer, that pretty much means that the beer sucks. Big time.

If you need to do something to your beer to make more people drink it. Improve the taste.

Don’t put lime in your beer. Especially since it won’t be a real lime, it will be lime flavoring. Chemicals on top of chemicals. Blech.

Namaste.

A fine cigar, and an excellent beer

Sat on the deck tonight watching the fireflies. There are times during the summer, right after we have had rain and it is nice and humid out, when the fireflies congregate out behind our house like a congress of fairies.

Our property borders a municipal park. There is a copse of trees with a lane running through it. When the fireflies are out you can walk down that lane and they cluster around you. And it is beautiful.

L8R

One Week Until Jubilee Day

I did my last reminder about Jubilee Day on my Pennlive blog.

The first one I did drew a couple of reactions that were pretty funny to me. There I times that I do write tongue-in-cheek. And that can be misconstrued. Too bad. I still think it is funny.

Jubilee Day is a one-day street fair that has been going on in Mechanicsburg since the 1930’s. It is a really big deal around here. This year The Princess will be at the Outer Banks and unable to go with me. And this year will be the first time in about 5 years that I won’t be working on that day.

Yah!

Sausage sandwiches, fries, beer, and I forgot to mention the deep fried mushrooms. You can’t have Jubilee Day without fried mushrooms. I love fried mushrooms. Almost as much as I loved the burgers that I made last night that had cheese, and portobella mushrooms mixed in them. They were the absolute best.

I am making myself hungry with this talk.

Must stop now.

Namaste.

Special Announcement!! Special Announcement!!

Announcing a new exploration into the minds and stomachs of Central Pennsylvania. The Pennsylvania Beer and Brewing Guide.

A journey into this insanity that makes some of us brew our own beer, and then foist it on our friends and neighbors. And a look at those who do it successfully.

It is new, but come back every couple of days and you will find things that will astound you.

Promise.

Namaste

My place, or Your Place?

When you move into a new area it is interesting to find out what the local food favs are.

When I moved from the west side of Michigan to the Deroit area, I learned about the lusciousness that is White Castle.

And cold Stroh’s beer.

When I moved to Columbus, I learned about chili and spaghetti. Yum.

Moving to Pennsylvania I have learned about Lebanon Bologna, red beet eggs, and stromboli from Your Place.

Not specifically YOUR PLACE. But the restaurant here in Pennsylvania called Your Place.

Their stromboli, or strombaloney as The Princess used to call it, is absolutely out of this world. You have got to try it.

I am thinking about this as we try to decide what to have for dinner, as all of us forgot that Chik-Fil-A is closed on Sundays. You would think that at least one of us would have remembered.

Namaste.