The recent string of murders of innocent black men and women is a heartbreaking, eye-opening reminder of the long history of systemic racism that has plagued our country for decades. As Atlantans, it has been hard to see so much fear and pain in the city that we love. We acknowledge that we are three
A shift meal might be a moment of respite after a long night on the floor, but it’s more likely a 9pm refuel scarfed in a secret corner out of view. If you’re lucky, it’s paired with a beer. Brewed in collaboration with Recess, our Shift Meal is an ode to the creativity and resilience
Trade in your ‘Claws, get a Narwater Party Pack for just $10! In the world of hard seltzers, Narwater is king. We want to prove it to you. From Friday 5/15-Sunday 5/17 bring an (empty) 12-pack box of a competitor’s hard seltzer to our West Midtown drive thru, and get a Narwater Party Pack for
Heads up beer nerds—we just canned a fresh batch of Space Lettuce. This beer holds a special place in our hearts, probably because of the cosmic journey we’ve been on together. Surprisingly, Space Lettuce actually didn’t start out as Space Lettuce at all. Three years ago, this double India pale ale began as a limited
I went to a bar last night. To pick up chicks… or meet some guys for a drink. Whatever. Regardless, I was less than impressed by The Rusty Nail’s beer selection. Here’s how you know a bar is going above and beyond the call of duty: Of 5 meager beers on tap, approximately 20% of
I find it interesting to hear responses when I tell people I’ve been brewing my own beer (and I tell a lot of people). Common first responses include “Why?” (because I can), “How?” (with my secret recipes), “Where?” (at the official MNB headquarters in the ATL) but the much better and fairly frequent response is
If you do happen to show up early, there’s a good chance that Joel will be tearing down his deck and will guilt you into helping him. There’s also a good chance he’ll give you tissue paper gloves to use while chucking nail-ridden boards into the back of a pickup truck. Or perhaps he’ll bark
Hey kids. Wow, this is weird. I feel like I’m having some sort of out of body experience. Like I’m floating high above the room, seeing myself typing about myself. You see, this is my first time blogging. Ever. Isn’t this a big deal or something? I guess I’m supposed to write about beer. Hm.
So here I am in Nashville… minding my own business… going to dinner at OMBI, a new frou-frou restaurant here in town. While they have a bar that extends the length of the establishment, they only have 2 beers on tap. One of them is a Yazoo Stout (apparently a Nashville micro which I’m ashamed
…to the official kickoff of Monday Night Brewery. Oh, this is going to be sweeeeeet.