This is a sort of love letter to you, the people who read The Pour Fool. There are far fewer of you now, than there were a few years ago. That’s on purpose. But you who are left…This is my wish for you.
I have never stopped being baffled by human nature. EVERY TIME I have posted a list of suggestions for holiday Continue reading
The condemnation of Merlot, when I started working in wine, was near universal. Many shops didn’t carry more than two. Some put it on the very bottom shelves. Nobody sat and drank it.
“I have to take care of my family!” is cheap and unworthy button-pushing; a greedy person trying to deflect criticism by leaning on the only thing they still have in common with the Average Joe.
If we value Small Businesses, as we all SAY we do in all our drippy Lip Service to Small Business Saturday, then that Saturday really HAS TO be every day.
An unabashed revision of a post that first appeared back in 2017, in response to a list from Paste Magazine. I thought it deserved an update, as the beer landscape, battered by Covid and economic upheaval, has changed radically.
It is categorically NOT impossible for an American brewery to flourish, expand, and PAY PEOPLE, including the owners, and not sell out to some mega-corp or brewing conglomerate. It is NOT the inevitable end-game of being a successful business.
If you can find Saxton Distillery Maple Bourbon and Snowdrop Gin, DO IT. Like right now. And sip with your jaw on your chest to keep it from falling on the floor.
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