I live in an apartment within the city limits of Denver. Fresh hops are about as close to my mind as horseback riding in the nude when I’m putting together a brew recipe. In fact, I’ve never had the opportunity to even get my hands on fresh-grown hops until very […]
Hungover from a righteous Sunday Funday? Here’s some good news: the BnL Podcast is now available in iTunes! No need to think about it anymore. Let iTunes do the downloading and you just sit back and listen. Here’s a link directly to our page in the iTunes store: Generally speaking, […]
I stared down into the shot glass I emptied in my mouth. I was in a neon blue bomb shelter club surrounded by assholes with terrible haircuts and way too much moisturizer on their faces. I could feel the vomit creeping up my esophagus. Sambuca, although delicious, had just put […]
When I moved to Denver, I had to leave behind an awesome rig that I built with a friend. By built I mean he did all the hard work and I bought some shit. Once I picked the hobby back up, I instantly missed the simple pleasure of brewing a […]
I moved to Denver for two things: the Rocky Mountains and the awesome beer scene. Eventually, I plan on visiting every brewery in Denver, and for those of us who enjoy a well-crafted adult beverage, that’s like trying to say you’re going to eat all the finest candy in a […]
Author: Samuel Sly Location: Denver I was sitting in the middle of I-70 traffic, had inched one tenth of a mile over the course of 20 minutes and was now at a standstill. My teeth: sore from clenching. My knuckles: white from an iron-clad grip on the steering wheel. My […]
Author: Samuel Sly Not many people know this is actually the second coming of BnL. The website is about journeys – beer soaked journeys. The voyage of how we arrived at this point is a beer soaked tale that never really gets discussed because it involves a bit of failure. […]
Author: Samuel Sly A developing palette can be as awkward as being the last guy sprouting pubes in middle school. Like jerks pointing and laughing in the shower room, elitist drinkers make others feel inadequate about their knowledge simply by talking down to people and making beer seem like an […]
I thought I knew how to rock a beer festival up until a few weeks ago. My confidence was shattered when I poured at a beer festival and wound up falling off my bike 10 times and shredding my elbows. I recently went for redemption at the Epic Beer Festival’s […]
I woke up with a pug’s butthole in my face Sunday morning. Luckily, I knew exactly where I was even though I wasn’t positive how I got there. Animal ass in your face tends to make you take a moral and physical inventory, or at least it should, and I […]
This is just a ramble, I’m not necessarily trying to make a point. We seem to celebrate a lot. Every day is “National something day” and this entire week has been given to craft beer. Initially I was ecstatic. A whole week to celebrate something that is a huge part […]
I‘m walking along Colfax on a sunny February morning in Denver eating a banana. I’ve only lived in this neighborhood a month, and today is my first walk downtown. I’m nervous. Damn nervous. It’s not my surroundings, possibility of a zombie breakout or fear of dropping my banana. I’m heading […]
I’m drawn to dingy venues, cheap beers and juke boxes like a 12 year old boy to tits. This past summer, a bar that was a hugely influential pair of tits to me closed, and I want to pay the appropriate tribute. We all had an establishment from our early […]
At 30 years old, puberty is about as far from my mind as Pogs, Boys II Men, Doug, Shaq’s horrible movies and chasing girls around the playground. Now I have bills, P.O.S., Archer, Shaq’s basketball commentary career and trying not to get restraining orders from chasing girls. Even with these […]
I wake up on the couch fully clothed. It’s six am and my alarm is going off because I’m an idiot who doesn’t turn off his alarm on a holiday weekend. The world is too loud, too bright and spinning way too goddamn fast. I’m all for new experiences (If […]