It’s been a hot minute since my husband has done a beer review, so while we were in the great, white Northern Lower Michigan we stopped at a couple of breweries. Why not rate the entire experience? (Note: 1 of the 2 breweries we were so excited about we didn’t remember to take pictures or rate anything.)
Now we had only heard mediocre things about Snowbelt and thus went in not expecting too much. Maybe a decent beer and some half way decent food. Turns out, it was much better than expected. (Always a pleasant surprise!) They had pretty damn good beer and pretty damn good food.
The atmosphere was laid back with classic rock and 80’s ballads playing on a Friday night. It wasn’t packed but it deserved to be. This will be a new must-go-to stop when we are in the area from now on.
If I’ve mentioned it once, I’ve mentioned it a thousand times. Michigan is always drunk when it comes to weather. We can have all four seasons in one day. This morning I woke up to the first full frost of the year. I have a feeling we’re in a for a nasty winter since last year’s was so week. (It rained and was cold the whole winter. It maybe snowed twice and neither time did it stay for longer than 24 hours.) My dad texts that they’re about to get hit with a snowstorm tonight, less than two days before we venture up to where I grew up in Northern Lower Michigan.
I’ll make the trip up north, snowstorm or not because I haven’t been up there in over a year and a half. We deserve a mini-vacation. Plus, when winter does hit, I fully intend to become a hermit and never leave my house except for work and food. (It will probably be my busiest blog season yet! Cabin fever is real thing.) I look forward to an awesome Winter of Epic Fantasy once the snow descends.
I’ve kind of ghosted all social media this last week, sorry. Guess I just had the anti-social bug. I’ve got the day off of work, it’s lightly raining while feeling exactly like autumn, so I’m catching up on all the things on my patio with my animals. Cursing loudly every time a goddamn squirrel shows up and Ozzy does his best to bust out a screen and take down his arch nemesis.
This past weekend we attending Sweet Endings at the Michigan Renaissance Festival in honor of our 11 year dating anniversary. (I know a lot of people stop counting that anniversary after they get married but, we put in a lot of damn years before getting married. I’m not about to stop counting that!) It was crazy packed, hard to walk and had to stand in line FOREVER for food or beer/mead. They also decided to make some GoT inspired pubs, Throne of Swords (where they had a fake iron throne you could sit on) and The Three Eyed Raven. It’s not like they need to make more money, but damn did adding those in rake in even MORE money.
October has arrived since my last post. Even though I started early in my celebrations, it’s time to hit that celebrating even harder! We’ve been doing a lot of Pokemon Go in the cemetery behind our house so look forward to a post with super cool tombstones sometime in the near future.
I’m currently reading a witch inspired book, I think witches are going to be my Halloween inspiration this year. There are several tombstones in the cemetery that are said to belong to witches and really, they’re just the epitome of Halloween.
Come off it perverts! I’m talking about the weather here. It’s raining and grey, and normally I would say perfect reading weather but I have to get some shit done this weekend. Our house warming party is two weeks away as of today and we still have a lot of unpacking to do. On top of that, I’m in a bit of a funk. My husband wants to throw on another bill that we can’t afford right now but I hate being THAT wife that says no to something that he’s passionate about. So I’m a bit ornery right now and have been thinking about things to try to put myself in a better mood and what is better than books?!
I’m slowly crawling my way through this one:
It’s not any fault of the book’s, in fact it just hit optimal interesting, but between work and stuff to do around the new house, reading has been put on the back burner. Saying that just feels icky. I’m hoping to hit the library this week and pick up a comic book or two to pad my reading for a summer reading program at the library that results in getting free stuff for reading. I’m running behind because I forgot about it altogether. The program started in the beginning of June and I didn’t remember until half way through July.
I’ve been storing up a lot of reading for this autumn. I’m trying to save all paranormal/horror stuff for October and stocking up on books for Science Fiction month in November. I had a lot of fun reading and reviewing all that stuff last year and then promptly burned myself out on those genres for the majority of the year. I’m feeling the itch again finally and now just have to hold out a couple more months.
Here is a small introduction to the world of beer styles. These are among the more popular and for any that we come across in our brew review adventures that are not included on this list, I’ll explain on that specific review.
Ale – Sweet, full-bodied, fruity in taste. Brewed using a warm fermentation process. (Brown, black, red, and cream are just a few examples of the variations of ale.)
Pale Ale – Amber-gold beer with fruity, fresh citrus aromas. Relatively low alcohol.
India Pale Ale (IPA) – Hoppy beer style within the category of pale ale. (Double, triple and black being a few variations.)
Sour – Acidic, tart or sour taste.
Stout – Dark beer using roasted malt or barley, hops, water and yeast.
Lager – Conditioned at lower temperatures than ale. Pale, golden, amber or dark.
Porter – Dark beer developed in London from well-hopped beers made from brown malt.
Pilsner – Light straw to golden in color, it is a type of pale lager.
That’s right. The long awaited new section of the blog is finally ready to begin posting.
I’ve mentioned once or twice or three times that craft beer is HUGE in Michigan. I swear I read somewhere recently that said we have 444 breweries in Michigan, now that I’m googling it again it’s saying 122 craft breweries. We’ll go with 122 but that was from 2012, five years later and we can probably safely round up to the 200 marker. Practically every city is sporting it’s own personal brewery. The city I live in has two and Ann Arbor right next to us has six. I should notate that I’m only counting actual breweries, not brew pubs, tap houses or taverns. As our friend from New York who is in town as we speak says, “You Michigan people take your beer seriously.”
It’s true. In fact, it is so true that no one I know even drinks anything else besides craft beer. I personally do not drink beer, carbonation hurts my tongue, I’m weird. However, as someone who doesn’t drink beer, I know far too much about craft beer. My husband loves it, my uncle brews his own, and if you bring Coors, Miller or Pabst to a party, well you’re a dick. You’ve just become the pariah of the party.
We have craft beer festivals, home brew competitions, beer guilds and beer guides.
All of that being said, my husband will be providing beer reviews. Mostly Michigan craft beers, but you know, one or two other states hit the nail on the head when it comes to beer too. Each review will be of a specific beer, and once in a while, when we actually go to the brewery itself, we’ll review our experience as well.
To gear you up for future reviews, the next post in this section will be a beginner’s guide to styles of beer. Yes you heard me right, styles. IPAs, stouts, lagers, we’ll learn the differences between them all. Not every style is for everyone, just likes genres with books.
Do you see how much I care about you dear readers? Not only do I guide you to awesome reads and awesome eats, now I’ll guide you to awesome (and warn you away from not so awesome) beers as well.
That’s pretty much what half of Michigan is doing at this very minute. The high winds on Wednesday knocked out power for a crap ton of people. Like my poor little BFF, Ignited Moth, who was, until that fateful day, writing away madly for Necro Rhino. Now all she can do is catch up on reading books during the day and using her Kindle at night, at least until the battery on that too runs out. She’s a trooper that one. She’ll probably finally get power and completely slay at writing for the next two consecutive weeks.
Me? I didn’t lose anything. I’m just sitting here debating whether to continue reading Fellside by M.R. Carey. Work however, has been an issue since the winds began their wrath. We lost phone, internet, computer servers and it ripped off our business sign. So we closed early, came back today with still no internet or phones. Fortunately, we were able to make a hot spot off my boss’ phone and do some business. It was still mind-numbingly boring though because people were too busy eating in restaurants and running around trying to buy generators. Selfish pricks. Didn’t they know I was bored?
I’m still a little bored, hence, this rambling post.
If you could recommend me one book that I just HAVE to read before I die, what would it be? Opposite of that, if you could recommend a book to NEVER read in my entire life, what would it be?
Well….poop shite. My winter of epic fantasy is turning out not so epic-y. Michigan is in total non-cooperation mode and determined to only dump rain and ice on us. Unless you live anywhere from northern-lower Michigan on up to the Upper Peninsula, then you’re probably telling me to stop my fucking whining, the alternative is that I could be buried in snow.
But I prefer that! I can handle ALL the snow. I’m just over the rain and bitter fucking cold. It’s making me a bitter fucking person, because all I want is some mood setting for reading. I literally save up my epic fantasy books for this time of year and without said snow, I’m not really motivated to read them. Sure, I finished the Mistborn trilogy. When we had some resemblance of snow. Now I’m in a constant fucking battle with myself trying to figure out what genre I feel like reading, all while trying to pressure myself to read epic fantasy. This shitty weather just makes me want to read Urban Fantasy for some reason and I’m about to give in.
I mean, I picked up The Shotgun Arcana, but I’m having trouble focusing on it. I blame the lack of snow.
So I guess I’ll go outside today, on a date lunch with the husband and flip both middle fingers to the sky because maybe telling Mother Nature to go fuck herself will get me what I want.