01.16.17
At the risk of alienating all of those thoroughly frustrated last June when tickets to see Hamilton in Chicago went on sale, we were among the lucky ones who were able to buy them at face value. Worth every penny, but it means I was otherwise occupied this past weekend and there are no links here. Of course, Boak & Bailey posted their typically diverse selections Saturday: News, Nuggets & Longreads 14 January 2017: Spain, Sheffield and Sober Island
And I do hope you saw these tweets during the week.
Sigh
@larsga That's the problem with being a beer historian: the need to speak eight or 10 languages. Fluently. And that doesn't include Sumerian
— Martyn Cornell (@zythophiliac) January 9, 2017
Sign Map of the times
.@sumpcoffee Stout bottles will released today at 4pm! Line begins at the original brewhouse doors and runs West on Davis Street! pic.twitter.com/ptCAtzAYri
— Perennial Beer (@PerennialBeer) January 10, 2017
The brewer as poet
Snow, sleet, and freezing rain, the triplet furies of Michigan winter coat my glasses, lashing my face. Commanding me to stop. I will not.
— Ron Jeffries (@Tacosquietlife) January 10, 2017
Compare and contrast
— Jürgen Weishaupt (@Hopfendoldi) January 10, 2017
Soil temps across North Carolina are above 40F. The South Atlantic HOPS yield for 2017 is expected to be down again. #LackOfDormancy pic.twitter.com/78uUiI0t0Y
— Farm Boy Farms (@FarmBoyFarms) January 14, 2017
It always comes back to Boak & Bailey, doesn’t it?
Been following a trail of discarded Carlsberg cans for about two miles across country. Expecting it to lead to the culprit's lair. pic.twitter.com/FPfyvKFQhT
— Boak and Bailey (@BoakandBailey) January 14, 2017
Wonderful!