I bid farewell to 2008 by, like Ricky Bobby, thanking little baby Jesus for giving us specialty holiday brews. What better way to soothe the white-knuckle stress of shopping, the friction of family gatherings and the frustration of assembling crappy toys than with a high-ABV beer? Jonathan Shikes at our…
You may have noticed a little bit of a chill in the air this Monday (specifically a wind chill of 18 degrees). You might have even car-skated over a thin little layer of ice on your way home from the city’s cubicles and retail counters. These elements and some additional…
Here’s to a long life and a merry one. A quick death and an easy one. A pretty girl and an honest one. A cold pint- and another one! –Irish toast (one of many)Trinity Hall is the official meeting spot for the Dallas chapter of the 1759 Society, a group…
OK, I know what you’re thinking: “American Airlines Center? WTF?” See, I had my drinking buds prepped and the location staked. I was ready. Then BF Jake and I realized that thanks to my inspired disguise as Alex Trebek at the annual office Halloween contest, we had tickets to see…
When a cosmo is “watered down” with vodka, even vision becomes slurred The original plan was to hit up the “upscale dive,” Lakewood Landing. But I talked to one of our favorite bartenders there (well, that’s not fair—they all are our favorites) and he said to let him think about…
In heaven there is no beer so we drink it here. –Trappist Monk Proverb (or Polka lyric) The Old Monk 2847 N. Henderson 214-821-1880 Edging to a table at the Old Monk, I noticed a young man drinking Miller Lite and nearly stopped in my tracks. In a bar with…
Jake Barnhart, ladies and gentlemen, on the iPhone Hurritang lesson #3.7: In lieu of lost digital pics, use blurry iPhone ones. Greetings all, and welcome to the inaugural installment of Girl Drink Drunk. Just a little background: what will become a regular feature ’round these parts was inspired by a…
