These were all taken at HOTOBERFEST, one of Atlanta’s great beer festivals. Can you guess which Monday Night beer each person is drinking? HINT: This is not a trick question.
ZOMG. 33 pirates. Not 32, like cheaper sets. And 7 “pirate accessories.” SEVEN. Including 2 canons, obviously. Okay, that’s all for now. I have to go set up a fake island on my bedspread to stage a pirate war. Eye Patch Ale style, maytees.
Does anyone have a spare $35K lying around? If so, have WE got an investment opportunity for YOU! A near-mint 1998 pirate ship limo. Should you choose to purchase this fine automobile for us, we guarantee that we will put it to good use, peddling our Eye Patch Ale from here to Dead Man’s Bluff.
A pirate’s life be hard to beat. Pillage till noon. Hardtack, bacon and a flagon o’ t’ Eye Patch Ale for lunch. Afternoon watch on calm seas. Orange to prevent t’ scurvieeees. A dip in t’ ocean wi’ scalawags and man-eating sharks. Pleasant eve wit t’ captain and a wench or two, and more Eye
Every Monday tends to hold some sort of new surprise. Be it a new recipe, a new twist on an old recipe, a new toy (read: kegerator, heat exchanger, autosiphon) or just some new friends to stop by. New toys and new friends are generally speaking my favorites. From this past Monday…. New Toy: The
So I’ve been “Down Under” (in Australia) for the past week and am finally getting ready to head home. First off, I’ve gotta say that the Aussies are one friendly bunch. I actually mentioned my impression in passing to someone at dinner last night and was informed that they have recently been surpassed by the
As many of you are already know, Joel is a rascal and a charlatan. True to form, he has gone behind our backs and created his own beer, commemorating who else but himself. Joel is currently celebrating his UVA college reunion, complete with a MNB HooBrew in hand. The wahoo, for those who don’t know,
In honor of the pirate-themed Swashchuckler IPA (and Anchorman), I’ve named the next hop sprout, a Cascade, Captain Nosewater. He’s just a little guy right now, but come October I’m going to put an eye patch on him. He’ll be the terror of the garden.
This weekend I discovered that teething babies really like our Swashchuckler. Ok, so it wasn’t multiple babies, it was actually just one baby (my niece Noa Kate) and maybe she was actually more excited about the bottle than she was about the beer. Either way I was able to capture this sweet picture. Her face
There have been rumblings that our most recent iteration of the Swashchuckler label is too scary. This was obviously not our intention, though we do admit that it is difficult for us to contain our badassitude from time to time. Instead of an all-black silhouetted clown pirate (see Brews page), we’ve added some red to
From another friend… All pirates had discrete goals for every voyage, decided in a democratic fashion before leaving port. An example:If you need any pirate gear, check out the Valencia store.
Check out this clown. He’s totally Monday Night Brewery material. Thanks to my roommate Scott Stephens for the pirate love. Speaking of Swashchuckler, Scott also told me why pirates wear eye patches. They wear a patch so that they can be “night-vision-ready” when going below deck. They just switch the patch over to the other