With caffeinated malt beverages coming under fire from the FDA and other buzzkills, a hole has been created for those who are tired of just getting their booze the old-fashioned way… A hole that is being filled by the makers of alcohol-infused whipped cream. [More]
About a month ago, we published the story of a premium alcoholic beverage cut down in its prime–a bottle of Samuel Adams Utopias that broke near the end of its cross-country journey. Many of you were deeply concerned about the situation, and we’re happy to report that the folks at The Boston Beer Company came through–reader Z. now owns a beautiful new bottle. [More]
Over at Reddit, things are buzzing with a story from one 23-year-old reader who went to their local ShopRite in New Jersey to pick up some beer only to be told they needed to fill out a form that includes their credit card number — even though they weren’t using their credit card. [More]
A lot of air travelers partake of liquor while flying, whether it’s to calm the nerves or just something to make watching the latest Robert Pattinson movie on a 6″ screen palatable. But for those passengers who find a gin and tonic lacks the razmatazz to match their personality, Continental will soon have the solution… and be willing to charge you premium for it. [More]
Pabst Brewing Company is up for sale, the New York Post reports.
Consumers low in spirits are starting to sadden bar owners as they increasingly take advantage of happy hour deals. People aren’t cutting back on their drinking, but they are consuming more at home and trying to extract more booze from their buck when they go out.
It’s New Year’s Eve, and we have some drinking suggestions for you.
More and more wines are coming with screwcaps instead of corks. Good.
An American Airlines pilot was acquitted of the charge of attempting to operate a plane while under the influence of alcohol. The cause for acquittal: Sleepdrinking!
We’re assuming he means that ethanol production is to blame for the spike in grain prices. (Corn is at a 10-year high today.)
The booze has yet to arrive at the new Manhattan location of Trader Joe’s, as shown in this photo sent in by honorary Gawker cub reporter Bucky Turco.
It turns out that our loathed, stinky arch-nemesis Wal-Mart doesn’t merely steal the souls of the self-respecting working Joe (not to mention the serenity of America’s picturesque highway suburbs). It also steals from itself.