Four Days at Big Rig

When I first saw that there was a 4 week holiday break from school, I did a Snoopy happy dance. Four weeks to catch up on sleep and reacquaint myself with my beloved, my family and my friends! Then reality hit, and I ended up spending much of the break working when I could. I decided to take the last week and do something more educational than money-earning, and emailed Lon Ladell, the brewmaster at Big Rig, to see if I could come down and be a minion …. errr … intern for part of the week. He said sure, my …

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Day 44

Today was the Ontario Craft Brewer’s Conference. My class is scheduled to go gratis to the next one, in 2015, but I decided to go to this year’s anyway. I did waffle for a bit about going (I am after all a broke student, and have other uses for the $165 registration fee), but Thursdays are a light day, and more education with a side of networking never goes amiss. I talked to so many people; it was wonderful! I had a great chat with a lovely Scottish gentleman named Paul who is the brewmaster for Eden Brewery in Scotland, who …

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The good, the bad and the ugly of the OBA Gala

As I had helped out with the judging nights and sorting the BJCP sheets, I was offered a ticket to the Ontario Brewing Awards Gala on April 5th. I wasn’t sure if I had anything in my closet suitable for a gala (I’m a jeans and tshirt kind of girl), but a quick look at past pictures on the website reminded me that brewers are pretty much a jeans-and-tshirt kind of crowd. Phew. Off I went to my first beer award event, not sure what to expect. The Good Kudos to Roger of Thirst for Knowledge and Jen from Beerlicious …

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Toronto Beer Fest

Honestly, how am I even mobile after yesterday? It’s a mystery. I wonder at my constitution when I think of how much beer I drank (16 tokens worth), how little water I drank (um, none), and how I forgot the time-tested preemptive 1-2-4 remedy before bed (1 big glass of water, 2 pieces of buttered toast, 4 Advils). Perhaps this is one of the side benefits of middle age that they don’t tell you about. I had a wonderful time at the Toronto Festival of Beer Spring session. I got there around three, and luckily caught the last of Tennessee …

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