Posted on 13 March 2010
Tags: Arthur Guinness, beer, Brewery, caramel flavor, Cheddar, cheddar flavor, dairy farmers, day, Draught, Dublin, exact recipe, flavor, grass, grass trees, green grass, Ireland, lush pastures, milk, Patrick, st patrick, St. James, tender grass, time, Wicklow Mountains, wicklow mountains south, year
It’s that time of year again…when things turn green: grass, trees and beer! It’s time to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day and all things Irish. There’s nothing more Irish than Guinness…well, maybe a leprechaun…and we have the pleasure of bringing you the adventure of this brewer’s famous Draught.
Way back in 1759, Arthur Guinness used a £100 inheritance to sign a 9,000-year lease on Dublin’s ramshackle St. James’s Gate brewery. The exact recipe for the stout’s mild hoppiness and dark, smooth, espresso-like richness is fiercely guarded, but water from the Wicklow Mountains, south of Dublin, and roasted, unmalted barley are always in the unmistakable mix. In fact, last year in 2009, we joined Guinness devotees worldwide in toasting the brewery’s 250th anniversary and the celebration continues, of course, this and every St. Patrick’s Day.
We encourage you to go all-out Irish and experience even more of the bittersweet malty, caramel flavor of this Draught by pairing it with our exclusive sweet, nutty Kilaree Irish Cheddar. Sourced primarily from milk that comes from small dairy farmers located in the South of Ireland, cows roam free in fresh air and graze in lush pastures of tender grass. Ireland’s unique climate lends itself to the exceptional milk, which in turn produces big Cheddar flavor. Now, you won’t find this to be green but this pairing will definitely get you feeling lucky for sure!
Sláinte! (To your health!)
Posted on 09 February 2010
Tags: ace bandage, bag, bandage, beer, burpees, cake, calf muscles, cheetos, compression bandage, Don, Eat, jumping jacks, knee, lateral movement, mountain climbers, naprosyn, publication time, Scared, Seriously, time, tuesday morning
Right now, this is a knee that’s very, very wrong.
Seriously. Just bag it right now.
Forget about living better, living longer, being stronger. Eat Cheetos and fudge cake and sit on the couch. Seriously. Being fit isn’t worth it.
Yeah, I just sprained my knee.
It’s ironic: I had a workout tonight that was fantastic, until I came down off the step in a particularly inartistic manner, felt something go “pop” in my right knee, fell over, and yelled things that my Sainted Mother would be shocked to hear (or not; she’s known me a long time).
Scared my trainer half to death, it did. Scared me, too: I wasn’t sure if I would vomit, pass out, or cry. Then I wasn’t sure I could stand up. Then, I wasn’t sure if I could walk. The verdict is: standing, okay; walking, difficult; lateral movement, don’t even try it. I can hobble with my knee half-bent, but I have to be careful, because it will allovasudden just stop working and I’ll fall over again (hollering more earblistering obscenities).
I’m writing this Monday night to be published Tuesday morning. Come publication time, I’m sure my knee will be swollen, purple, unhappy, and I’ll be at the Doc-In-A-Box, trying to get a better brace than an ACE bandage. I have to work, after all. This isn’t the first time I’ve damaged a knee, but it’s certainly the most dramatic.
So, take it from me: just give up. Don’t try to be fit. Ditch the jumping jacks, the burpees, the mountain-climbers. Get sloppy and pudgy and forget about being strong. All fitness gets you is a three-inch-wide compression bandage that your neighbor was kind enough to go out to get you, two naprosyn, and a bottle of beer. (What? You didn’t know that RICE involved beer? It does. Trust me on this.)
Although–and I have to give my right leg its due–if my thigh and calf muscles weren’t so strong, the damage would likely have been much, much greater.
Updates to follow after I visit the doctor.
Posted on 10 January 2010
Tags: Adventure, barley, beer, bitterness, Brewery, canadian water, continent, England, entrepreneur, finest ingredients, focus, John Molson, medium body, Montreal, perfect balance, quality, responsibility, social responsibility, spicy cuisines, successful entrepreneur, world, world class beer
The adventure began in 1786 when John Molson brewed his first beer using the highest quality barley that he brought back from England. Over two hundred years later, the Montreal brewery that he founded is still the oldest on the continent. 
A successful entrepreneur with a focus on social responsibility, John Molson was dedicated to improving the world, in particular, by building hospitals and railways. Today, Molson’s commitment to crafting world-class beer remains unchanged. Brewed with pure Canadian water and the finest ingredients, it is an easy drinking 
premium lager that delivers the perfect balance of sweetness with a slightly hoppy bitterness and medium body for a smooth, refreshing finish. An extremely versatile beer, it pairs exceptionally well with spicy cuisines such as Thai and barbeque.
