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Have you read The Unbearable Nonsense of Craft Beer - A Rant in Nine Acts by Alan and Max yet? It's out on Kindle as well as Lulu.

Maureen Ogle said this about the book: "... immensely readable, sometimes slightly surreal rumination on beer in general and craft beer in particular. Funny, witty, but most important: Smart. The beer geeks will likely get all cranky about it, but Alan and Max are the masters of cranky..."

Ron Pattinson said: "I'm in a rather odd situation. Because I appear in the book. A fictional version of me. It's a weird feeling."


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Stephanos -

There's only one champion per year. Therefore bronze, silver and gold in various style categories (as with most beer competitions)

Bailey -

Blimey. Thanks. Nice to be appreciated.

Knut Albert -

Yes, they are splendid writers. They are very nice in person, too.

Velky Al -

think of it like Major League Baseball and its World Series.

And yes Boak and Bailey write great posts, but they are even better to share a pint (or was it 10?) with.

Alan -

"Major League Baseball and its World Series"?

That only works if there were unacknowledged better teams out there.

And why have "Supreme Champions" if there is only one champion?

Bailey -

Al -- we don't mention that night. You and Max led us badly astray.

Alan -

Did I mention they are also easily led?

Bailey -

We didn't even want any beer. We were in Prague for the architecture and history and shit.

Alan -

See, its that "and shit" stuff that catches you every time. We keep that off our little lists at travel time now and the hangovers are much more manageable.

Velky Al -

plenty of shit in Prague, mostly dog. Thus the drinking was an act of kindness because only with umpteen pints inside can you successfully navigate the turd laden trails without stepping in it.

Of course, we could have taken you to the Rudolfinium for tea instead of U slovanske lipy for Kout na Sumave. You just had to ask! ;)

Velky Al -

Oh and don't forget Evan, it wasn't just me and Max.

Bailey -

But Evan went home early, sensible chap. It was you and Max who took us to the *third* place which was open late, and where I thought we were going to get murdered, or poisoned by the marinated cheese....

Velky Al -

Ah yes, Zly Casy. If I recall from the smoke laden fug, I myself was rescued by the good lady Mrs V as she had forgotten her house key. Anywhere after that was entirely Max's doing! (I hope for your sake there wasn't any Pivni Prvni Tramway involved).


Ah, Pivni Prvni Tramway, great place, unusual designs on the loo tiles though…

Alan -

Once, no word of a lie, in Paris in 1986, while walking for ten minutes to the restaurant from the hotel with my pals I stepped in dog shit three times. Surely Prague can't beat that.

But, aside from the poo question, isn't it nice how people come together when CAMRA is gently mocked?

Jeff Alworth -

Interesting to mention best writer. Until he died, I think Jackson was the undisputed champeen. He took a fair amount of heat for his scholarship (as all early scholars do), but I doubt anyone would claim his prose lacked luster.

You actually have fair claim to the title, which is why I read your blog. I enjoy Ron Pattinson's prose a great deal, too. Most people read beer writers for their prose the way sports fans read sports writers, so it's a little-examined facet of the endeavor. I notice, though, and a few others do, too.

Alan -

Me? No way.

But likewise, for me, not clearly Jackson either. I think he was the best researcher of contemporary brewing to that point but I actually would claim his prose lacks a little luster - compared to other trade writers but not necessarily writers in the trade. Best short writings about beer for me are those Richard Boston's (of what I have seen) as there was something of the personal essayist about him. Jackson also had such a massive body of work that he is likely to stay considered a great. Best long piece of work? Hornsey.