Louisville's Craft Beer Destination

From Cassel to New Albany

From Cassel to New Albany

Feb 15, 2012

Three of us were struggling up a fairly steep incline, our creaking rental bicycles squeaking and straining over ascending cobblestones. As a proponent of the manly cycling virtues, I found it impossible to admit that I lacked both gears and legs, and kept churning forward, but at some point I glanced backward and saw that my pal Tim Eads had given up the ghost...

Passing on collecting

Passing on collecting

Feb 1, 2012

I used to be a beer collector, but nowadays, I’d rather just drink a few good beers, tell stories, and listen to tales from other beer drinkers. For me, living the dream means consciously refraining from any more documentation than owning a brewery already makes necessary, and overall, pursuing a drinking life more Homeric than bound by encyclopedic iPhone...

Back Into the Future

Back Into the Future

Jan 15, 2012

Earlier in the week, I went for a refreshingly brisk walk in the cold winter’s rain. On the way back from downtown New Albany, I took the shortcut home via 10th Street, where it crosses Market next to the city’s war memorial traffic island. Mansion Row is only a block away to the south, and after 10th crosses Spring northward, the neighborhood is...

Pint/CounterPint III

Pint/CounterPint III

Jan 9, 2012

Pint/CounterPint was created out of necessity when Adam Watson (Against the Grain Brewery) wrote a loving response to the first Baylor on Beer article, Know your Enemy, written by Roger Baylor (New Albanian Brewing Company). At first we laughed whole-heartedly and admired the conviction and stance of both parties, and then we thought, “Hey, wait a minute…...

Questions for the revolution?

Questions for the revolution?

Jan 5, 2012

When it comes to beer, I’ve sworn off end-of-the-year lists, enumerations and reflections, primarily because the sheer volume of great beers and wonderful drinking experiences in a typical twelve-month time span overwhelms my ability to recount. Perhaps it is short-term memory loss, or more likely an embarrassment of riches. Either way, It’s time better...