Why this blog exists (from first post):
So… talking to Si at work today and we were reminiscing about some great beers we had lately and wished there was a place to post info and share between the two of us. So, here it is. Whether you read it or not, like it or not, it really doesn’t matter… if you do enjoy the info, though, let us know. If no one chimes in, I can stop writing like anyone is really reading this.
Edit: Second day into this… I think the secondary reason for doing this is that there are quite a few really good, very detailed beer blogs and sites out there (http://beeradvocate.com/, http://www.thebrewsite.com/, and http://www.ratebeer.com/default.asp to name a few), but they are all too verbose, for my taste. I just want a site that has some beer on it with short, relevent information. That is it, so that is what you will see here. Like it or not…
Dug was first introduced to beer by some new college buddies in the fall of 1996. Prior to that time, he grew up in a very religious community in Idaho and subsequently had no fun at all. That all changed when the wonderful world of beer was introduced that fine fall afternoon and Dug’s beer virginity was taken (and subsequently so were many other things). Captain Bastard’s Oatmeal Stout was the beer of choice back then and treated Dug well for many a Utah year. Since then, his taste has changed and he is currently being drawn to imported pilsners and local, northwest IPAs. Dug’s contributions to this site will likely be spotty since he has a terrible memory and extremely short attention span.
Po can’t quite remember when he first drank beer, but it was definitely a long time ago (probably in the 1970’s) and almost certainly either on his father’s lap, or at his rugby club. He does know he didn’t like it then – but he forced himself to overcome those early unpleasant memories, and by the mid-80’s was a big big fan. He’s drunk beer from Stockholm to Cape Town, from Honolulu to Tokyo (via via Lisbon, London, Paris, Munich, Berlin and Moscow, amongst others), and he’s looking forward to a further half-century of enjoyment. He might sneak in a drop or two of single malt, if Dug doesn’t watch out.