So the weekend is upon us and for the first time in a long time the wife and I don’t have crap to do. I plan on brewing up a fresh batch of Charbrews this weekend, that’s what I call my homebrew. If you knew me you’d get it and I assume the 9 people that came to this site this week know me.

So I’m making a peanut butter and chocolate stout. Pretty hefty order on my part but at this summer mango wheat success I’m ready to go nuts. And by success I mean not that part where I discoved my skin has an awful alergic reaction to mangos. Fun times in the emergency room!

So wish me luck and feel free to post up what you’re drinking this weekend. I plan on going on a hunt for the Dogfish Head/Sierra Nevada Life and Limb collaberation and Fly Fish’s latest exit series release. Wish me luck kids!

What kind of beer do you drink at a Lady GaGa concert? I’m not going to one but what the hell would you put down with a mess like that? A couple years back I went to see Alicia Keys with my wife and was tickled pink when I discovered the Prudential Center in Newark NJ served Brooklyn Lager. They actually had Flying Fish on the menu too but they were all out. I’m not a fan of her music but damn me if I was crooning like a pig and double fisting my beers.

A couple years before that we went and saw Destiny’s Child. I was running a race the next morning so I decided to skip on the beer all together. Even opting for root beer with a few buddies I met beforehand. Worst mistake of my life. The actually sang the McDonalds theme at the end, that isn’t something you want to be sober for.

Not that I think the beer list at Madison Square Garden would of helped me much. When I took my wife to see Gwen Stefani the eight dollar Buds didn’t do much to help my headache after having to sit threw a live performance of “Holla Back Girl”.

Of course I’m sounding like a victim here but my wife has sat threw concerts 100% times worse then these. And no amount of beer is going to fix me making her stand in the middle of a packed crowd full of drunk filthy dudes rockin out.

But what’s the point of this post? Hell if I know. Maybe it has something to do with good beer making any unpleasant experience enjoyable. Yeah, let’s go with that. So I offer you this Lady GaGa, I’m sure you’re a reader, go ahead and do your shows and make my wife love you. Just make sure whatever venue you pick has a decent beer list and I’ll tie one on and sig that freakin “Paparazzi” song with you. You have my word.

Alright maybe I’m exaggerating and beating a dead horse here but what the hell people. I don’t understand how a classy steak house type people can have a wine list three miles long and still only offer a handful of beers, most of which I’m not a fan of. Now I know I know, I’ve always said I’m a beer geek not a beer snob and I’ll crack a Bud when the time is right. But I don’t think the time is right on my anniversary when I’m sitting in front of a tasty rib eye. To be fare my wife and I like to go to this particular place once a year for our anniversary and it has gotten better, I enjoyed a couple Sam Adam’s Winter Ales last night, but it still have a long way to go. But living outside of NYC there are a ton of local breweries putting out great beers that would go with my meal. And it seems to be across the board. Now if she knew I researched it she’d probably not speak to me for a week but when planning our lovely dinner I did look into what steak houses in our area offered a higher level of craft beers, knowing fare well our usual spot was lacking. It was a sad realization that most of what I found was piss poor. And it’s also a sad realization now knowing she reads this site and will find out. I’m so stupid.

So what to do? Email those pricks! Well maybe don’t call them that, but let them know you’re looking for better beer at their restaurant. That wine sure if classy but so is a tall pint of a local brew. What else? Oh I don’t know start a riot at the restaurant, throw a chair into the front window, burn this mutha down! Alright don’t do any of those things, stick to the email. Yeah, by no means start any fires or at the very least don’t tell anyone I told you to do it.