Grilling season is neigh, my friends. Well, unless you’re like me and live in Florida. Then, it’s usually never a bad time to fire up that ever enjoyable outdoor cooking apparatus. Now, if you happen to be in the northern reaches of the country and are still hesitant to embrace the charcoal life because of that jerk-ass named Jack Frost, fear not…I do declare that the early evening, summertime scent of charred meat has nearly arrived. Yes. All those feels. Soon to appear. Continue reading
“The vibe at The Palace…I’d like to think, punk rock and honky tonk, with food and booze. We got it all goin’ on man.”
– Bucky Fellini (Owner, STP)
STP is the type of place you’d love to have within walking distance of your house…mainly, because you’re rarely in any shape to drive by the time you leave.
Tucked away near the back of a typical nondescript, West Orlando strip mall, STP is your proverbial craft beer and tequila oasis in an otherwise barren, thirsty landscape. On the surface, there’s so much about this place that almost purposefully shouts at you to keep your distance, but, in the same vein, manages to tickle one’s interest as to what kind of party lies behind that big orange, black and white logo. That’s the genius behind the nearly 9-years of success STP has seen. You gotta be willing to get in touch with your weird side. Your inner rebel. Your spirit animal. A killer craft beer selection and local live music eases the transition quite nicely too. Continue reading
(Full Disclosure: This was supposed to be posted on Monday. Vegas has a way of making you forget to do stuff.)
Sunday in Vegas. My wife has a shoot with Butch Harmon for Winn Grips on Monday out at Rio Secco, so I’m tagging along. Since we have the day to ourselves, and it’s football season, the plan is simple. Find a the best place to watch the games with the best beer selection. My wife doesn’t like beer, but as long as there’s a full bar, she’s completely content. Shouldn’t be overly difficult to find a match here in Vegas.
Big problem. The Las Vegas Rock n Roll Marathon is today. We’re staying at the Green Valley Ranch in Henderson, so this means there is absolutely no way we’re getting anywhere near the strip. Ok. Don’t panic. Time to improvise.
Sidebar: Watching football out west is just plain weird. Kickoff is at 10am, so if you’re not careful, you’re acting stupid before lunch. Continue reading
Calling all fellow craft beer phreaks! Follow me on Untappd to get more of what I’m indulging in…
I’ve had a few of you ask for beer pairings for the last couple recipes I’ve shared, so me being the guy I am…y’all can just figure it out for yourselves.
I’m kidding, of course. After all…this is one of the 3 reasons I’m here, right? Continue reading