I have been neglecting the blog in favor of professional development…booooooooring. I shall return.
I have been neglecting the blog in favor of professional development…booooooooring. I shall return.
This is going to be me.
First off, thank you.
We exceeded our goal by more than the Crowdrise page reflects due to some donations being applied through last year’s donation page. The grand total for this year was $695! When you combine last year’s event with this year’s, there is now enough in the standing fund to help out in a significant way.
So how’d the event go? Great! Our 2017 champions are as follows:
Skeeball – Jef Ryan, but now that I’m typing this I realize that he was also the one keeping score manually for everyone since the machine was busted…hmmmmmmm.
Pinball – Tracy Lynn Combs of For A Rainy Day.me (she also took the event pics)
Foosball – …yes, I won the foosball trophy fair and square, and yes, that does mean that I did keep a trophy I made, and no, I don’t feel bad about it.
So we’ll do it all over again next year, perhaps with Freedom Pole(?!), and thank you again for reading/supporting the Triathlon-A-Thon.
It is upon us!
I am pleased to announce the itinerary for the 2017 Triathlonathon! All establishments have been scouted for suitability, extensively play-tested, and given the Biscuits Whiskey & Beer stamp of approval. Drawing on suggestions from last year, the whole thing is walkable, and the times below account for that.
Without further delay, here’s the plan for Saturday September 9, 2017:
2:30 – Pinball at The Baxter Arcade (108 N Graham St, Carrboro, NC 27510)
3:45 – Foosball at Bub O’ Malley’s (157 E Rosemary St, Chapel Hill, NC 27514)
5:00 – Skeeball and Prizes at Zog’s Art Bar (108 Henderson St, Chapel Hill, NC 27514)
As you can see, we end at Zog’s which is literally right next door to Time Out, home to fantastic biscuits!
1 – Make a tax-deductible donation to Residential Services pet relief fund HERE
2 – Come out on Saturday September 9 at 2:00pm, and have a blast, collect your goodie bag, and potentially win fabulous prizes. If you want to donate but can’t make it out, I will mail you your goodie bag!
3 – Feel excellent knowing you made a tangible difference in supporting an amazing cause.
Good Hops Brewing is not your typical brewery. Located in Carolina Beach, NC, Good Hops makes truly adventurous beers, and has more than just a tasting room, they provide a full-on experience for their customers. There’s a disc-golf course that winds through the pines next to the building, a spacious outdoor seating area with a stage for live music, fire-pits for chilly nights, and the indoor bar area is stocked with games and ample seating options. There’s the obligatory mug-club where locals can have their very own piece of the experience, a dedication to sustainability and charity outlined through company policies, and indicators throughout the place that Good Hops is a truly a part of it’s community. It is, without a doubt, one of the best brewery experiences I can recall.
Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, lets move on to the beers. My first visit was a quick, single pour of their Kolsch. A light, crisp, slightly wheaty beer that cut through the muggy afternoon and invigorated my spirits. With only 4% ABV, this would have been an obvious choice for session consumption.
The fellow working the bar was nice, and encouraged further exploration of the offerings, but I had to keep it moving. I promised a return, and return I did.
A few days later, I dropped back by for a flight, and while all of their beers were good, holy hell that brown ale is fantastic! I also took fancy of what their website bills as “everyone’s favorite” – a golden ale with pineapple added in second fermentation. It was amazing. Not too sweet, with subtle pineapple notes, I got a growler for the return home.
Looking over their beer list, I am amazed at how adventurous their seasonal offerings get, and have no doubt that Good Hops has a bright future ahead of them. I really hope that they get some distro inland, because I would keep their beers in my fridge year round.
In other news – I got the art in for Triathlon-a-Thon 2: The Fundraisening goody bags. Looks great, is relevant to the cause of the event, and matches the style of last years t-shirt…get stoked! This years goody bag was set to be replacing the t-shirt from last year, but a few folks have asked if there would be a shirt…so once I finish the lettering and post the final art, let me know if you would want a shirt and if enough people are into it, I can look into the logistics of getting some made.
Want to learn more about Triathlon-a-Thon 2: The Fundraisening? Early details are live HERE!
As always, thanks for reading!
Good Hops- http://www.goodhopsbrewing.com/
Triathlon-a-Thon 2: The Fundraisening – https://www.crowdrise.com/triathlon-a-thon-2-the-fundraisening
Totally non biscuit, whiskey, or beer related post:
So Marvel’s Iron Fist isn’t getting good reviews, and I have to say that I’m a little relieved. Time is at an all-time premium in my life at the moment, and I just can’t imagine getting hooked into a Marvel show right now. Hopefully watching the full season won’t be required for understanding The Defenders mini-series that will follow. Ideally just reading a wiki of the plot will be enough to fill in the details.
I’ll get back to writing about booze and grease bombs shortly, but you know time and all that.
Year End Recap – 2016
It’s the time of year for reflective evaluation of what has transpired over the previous 12 months. In the spirit of the season, here’s a recap/ranking of the year in biscuits, whiskey, and beer!
Best : SUNRISE BISCUIT KITCHEN – Value, quality, and uniqueness make Sunrise Biscuit Kitchen the best biscuit of 2016.
Worst: HARDEES – I wrote about biscuits at a hospital this year. You got beat by a hospital Hardees…think about what you’ve done, and try harder next time.
Best: HENRY MCKENNA BOTTLED IN BOND – This was a big surprise, a previous unknown (to me), propelling it ahead of other more “top shelf” selections based on value and big flavors.
Worst: BOHSHINE – fun, quirky, not too bad, but still…c’mon, it was never going to be the best, and always going to be the worst.
Best: Bull Durham Brewing Company Lollygagger Kolsch – to quote me “It’s got the perfect balance of malts and hops, and really is just exactly what I think a beer should be. I only wish I could have it at home, but then again, maybe what makes it special is knowing you can only have one at the game.”
Worst: Trader Joes Simpler Times Lager – it tastes the way a beer fart smells.
Honorable Mention: Steel String Rollie Pollie – so good, but not a daily drinker so unfortunately couldn’t be the best.
There’s some great stuff lined up for 2017 – see you then!
Egg Nog is a divisive holiday staple. Some people love it, some people think it’s nasty. Even those that like it can’t agree…should it have booze in it, or should it not?
I am in the “I like it” camp, and am vehemently opposed to the inclusion alcohol in my nog. I think it’s a wholesome holiday treat, and should not be sullied with hooch.
I don’t REALLY know what’s in it, and I don’t want to. I have like one glass a year, it tastes like Christmas, and then I get gas (lactose issues). I don’t want that one glass to be any different year to year, so I guess maybe that’s why I’m hung up on keeping it simple.
Stay tuned for the BWB year-end recap countdown extravaganza where I will rank the foods and beverages from 2016 that contributed to me being the most out of shape I’ve ever been. Hooray!
We hit the fundraising goal for the Triathlon-A-Thon this weekend!
One small update: the new start time is 10AM at 401 Golf in Raleigh – this is because the bowling alley will be opening a little later than originally planned.
See you there,
We interrupt your regularly scheduled nonsense blog to bring you…
The Great Chili Cleanse of 2016
Hello and welcome, to chili cleanse.
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Sundays are a special time in our household. The Mrs. and I have an understanding that I will take the baby for the day so she can run errands, catch up on work, and generally have some time to do what she needs to get done. In exchange, I get full reign to watch football and play Madden. All. Day. Long. With the little guy on my lap wearing his little Panthers gear, and I in my horribly outdated Ed Reed Ravens jersey (he’s one of my top three all-time Ravens and the only other Ravens jersey I own has the name of a player on another team…I refuse to retire it), we sit and eat. He gets bottles, but I get whatever I want. As such, I am usually up before the sun prepping something appropriate: pulled pork, chopping veggies to top nachos, chili, you get the idea.
Well, this week I made an error in calculations and made WAY too much chili. Faced with a bottomless crock pot, I decided this week I will engage in a “chili cleanse”. All chili, all the time. The base recipe is vegetarian, jam packed with veggies both fresh and canned, not too spicy, but with enough kick to be interesting. This was by design so that the vegetarian Mrs. could partake if that was how she chose to spend her Sunday-lady-day. On this day, she said she would have “some”. Any man with two brain cells to rub together know this to mean in reality: very little. I was on my own. Fortunately, I also had a copious amount of pulled pork on the side to mix in as desired, and I desire it, always.
What follows is my attempt to eat all the chili.
Day 1 – Bowl 1
After an uninspiring breakfast of generic brand cheerios, my lunch was a moderately sized bowl of chili with a lovely heated from frozen Pillsbury Grand. I prefer these frozen pucks over the tube variety because you can toss one in the toaster oven and have a biscuit whenever, but I digress.
The chili is good, I am excited about setting off on this voyage. I pair it with a Great Lakes Brewing Co. Burning River Pale Ale left behind from a previous football week by a friend (thanks Quentin). The Panthers are winning, which in my mind makes my infant son happy because I choose to believe that is his team. The Ravens are winning, this makes me happy. My opponent in my fantasy league has Aaron Rogers starting and he is playing well, I am going to lose. All in all, I’m coming out ahead in this equation, so spirits remain high.
Day 1 – Bowl 2
The Panthers have lost, so the baby is taking a nap and thinking over his crushing defeat. My fantasy lineup has been decimated and the 4pm games have just started, I have some more beers. Despite all of this, the Ravens have won, and therefore, spirits remain high. I go back to the chili for a snack, this time sprinkling some tortilla chips on the top and pairing it with water, for I must hydrate. No pork this time, its just a snack, almost like a bowl of hot salsa.
The chili is good, and I am pleased. I look forward to later in the evening when I will have a larger portion, likely with cheese and more pork on top.
Day 1 – Bowl 3
For dinner some Giants fans dropped by to lament their day’s loss, and they partook of the chili. All were pleased, and yet the bottomless chili pot remains bottomless. It’s depths unfathomable, I press onward. Added some cheese, some pork, and circled back around to biscuits. Satisfied with the day’s events, the remains are portioned out into plastic containers and put in the fridge for later.
Day 2 – Bowl 1
The breakfast of champions may be a cup of microwaved chili and black coffee at 5:30am, but I doubt it. After a sluggish awakening, I was roused to meet the day by the promise of more chili. It’s still good, but I didn’t heat it up enough, and it wound up being half cold, so it’s not great. No cheese, no chips, no biscuit, just me,the chili and the coffee. As I eat I wonder how much to pack for lunch, and have to admit I’m not super into the idea of more chili right now.
Day 2 – Bowl 2
Lunch bowl is of modest size, and I crushed up a bunch of tortilla chips in an effort to make some sort of Frito pie type concoction. I ate it cold because when I am at work, ice water flows through my veins, and I am a man possessed by the mission. I pair it with a 5 hour energy and some water. There is barely time for sustenance. I am growing tired of chili.
Day 2 – Bowl 3
I returned home to find my wife ate one of my portions. I suspect she grows weary of chili cleanse. I double down. Mega-portion for dinner, with added sausage and cheese. I pair it with a Sam Adams Oktoberfest. My passion for chili returns, burning like the indigestion I am currently suffering.
Day 2 – evening update
The gas is real.
Day 3 – Bowl 1
Hot coffee, hot chili, hot times….no picture, deal with it.
Day 3 – Bowl 2
There is not enough chili left to constitute a meal. It is finished. This is good, as the effects you would expect have reached a pinnacle and become toxic.
Although no chili has been consumed in 24 hours, the after effects are still felt.
1 ½ cups chopped yellow onions
1 ½ cups baby bella mushrooms stemmed and cubed
1 red bell pepper chopped
2 lil yellow squashes, cut the stem ends off and dice ‘em
3 (15 oz.) cans diced tomatoes
2 (15 oz.) cans kidney beans, drained and rinsed
1 (15 oz.) can black beans, drained and rinsed
1 (15 oz.) can tomato sauce
1 (15 oz.) can corn kernels, drained
2 (4.5 oz.) cans diced green chiles, drained
1 1/2 cups vegetable stock
2 Tablespoons chili powder
2 tablespoons oregano leaves
1 tablespoon ground cumin
1 ½ teaspoons onion powder
1 ¼ teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon ground black pepper
¼ cup chopped fresh cilantro leaves – no stems, no seeds, no sticks
¼ cup cornmeal
Mix up everything but the corn meal and cilantro.
Cover and cook on High for 4 hours.
20-30 minutes before the chili finishes cooking, dump in cornmeal and chopped cilantro…then let that shiz sit ALL DAY LONG on “warm”. If your pot has no warm setting, I don’t know what to tell you other than get to eatin.
I’ll be back at it next week, when I get back around to the exploding beer story/review.
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