Wednesday, May 27, 2009
PHILADELPHIA (May 27, 2009) - If your father loves food - he'll just eat up the City Food Tour's Craft Beer & Artisanal Cheese Tour. This two-hour adventure, in Center City Philadelphia, includes a thirst-quenching flight of eight craft beers at one of the city's best microbrewers and a hearty cheese tasting at a European-inspired cheese shop in Old City. The Craft Beer & Artisanal Cheese Tour will be held on Saturday, June 20 and Sunday, June 21 starting at 3:30 p.m. Gift certificates are also available.
"This Father's Day, instead of a tie, take your Dad on this unforgettable tasting adventure that isn't just fun, but offers a great chance to bond with dad," said Robert Weinberg, co-owner, City Food Tours, which has been the premier food-focused tour and event operator since they burst onto the Philadelphia food scene in November of 2007.
This insider's look at Philadelphia foods begins at Triumph Brewing Company where guests sample a flight of 8 beers ranging from pilsners to rich and creamy stouts. During the tasting, a City Food Tours food expert shares fun facts about pairing beer with foods, brewing techniques, and some of the world's unique beer styles.
Then walk just a few blocks to Old City Cheese Shop, home to more than 75 varieties of domestic and imported cheeses. Enjoy generous portions of 5 amazing cheeses, as the guide shares the inside scoop on how cheese is made, how to pair cheeses with beer and wine, and much more.
Advanced reservations are required and can be made online at www.cityfoodtours.com or by calling 800-979-3370. Tickets are $45 per person including beer and cheese. Gift certificates for June 20, 21, and other dates are also available by calling 215-360-1996.
In addition to the Craft Beer & Artisanal Cheese Tour, City Food Tours offers the Flavors of Philly Tour, a fun Philadelphia-themed, family-friendly adventure featuring cheesesteaks, soft pretzels, hoagies, and other famous Philly foods. This tour is offered Wednesday-Sunday from 1:30 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. for $39 per adult and $29 per child 12 and under. City Food Tours also offers a Center City Food Lovers Tour, and an Evening Wine, Chocolate & Tea Tour. Visit www.cityfoodtours.com for more details.
Private events for corporate retreats, bridal showers/bachelorette parties, alumni associations and other groups can be arranged by calling 215-360-1996.
City Food Tours-Philadelphia was launched in November 2007 by longtime Center City residents and unabashed foodies, Robert Weinberg and Eric Matzke. Throughout the year, City Food Tours is the delicious way to savor the city and offers Gourmet Tasting Encounters with some of Philadelphia's best restaurants and specialty food shops.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Then call or email your senators.
Cheers till next time! (If there IS a next time...)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Lenny, Emily, Chip and Mike did another fabulous job. We'll keep you posted on the next one.
And if you ever need a cemetery or work done on your BMW or , see Yami or Vanessa, respectively. Better yet, see them both, as I did. They were among the plethora of beer dinner newbies who are discovering the joys of an Uno's Beer Dinner.
Cheers till next time!
Friday, May 15, 2009
I got this e-mail some time ago from a friend and I laugh out loud EVERY time I read it! I figured I'd share it with my readers to give them a good laugh and maybe ease the worry of our current economic situation. Just how bad is the economy? According to a rabbi I know, Jewish women are marrying for love…
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked
my interest. The occasion was our 24th anniversary and I was looking for a
little something extra for my wife Donna. What I came across was a
100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Taser. The effects of the Taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home.
I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing
and pushed the button. Nothing!I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Donna what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.
Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it
couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right?
There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting
little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really
needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit I
thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it
would work as advertised. Am I wrong?
So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and
Taser in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and
disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would
purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries. All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, 'no possible way!'
What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best...?
I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one
side as to say, 'don't do it dip shit,' reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . .
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD! WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE HELL!!!
I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me
up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs? The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.
Note: If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a Taser, one
note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you zap
yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor. A three second burst would be considered conservative? SON-OF-A-BITCH, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!!
A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at
that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and
surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling. Apparently I shit myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head that I believe had come from my hair.
I'm still looking for my nuts and
I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!!!
P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it!
Monday, May 11, 2009
If you haven't experienced Beer Week in Philly, you can't complete your beer resume. It's a lot like the GABF in Denver: every beer lover HAS to go just once before he dies. The last one was in March, and by all accounts, it was like a Rocky Balboa left hook to the head. The links above and below will give you all the info you need to mark your calendars well in advance, and don't forget--mass transit to Philly is a safe, efficient way to get there from Jersey.
Now I have to fire off a note to the organizers to see if there even will BE a 2012 Beer Week before whatever the Mayans predicted occurs. I'll fill you in.
Cheers till next time!The PubScout