Ted Duchesne
It was a couple of months ago while scrolling through my Facebook feed that I first saw mention of Beers Looking At You. The name struck me as interesting and so I started looking into it. I discovered that it would be a new spot to get growlers, and better yet it was just around
Alice Hicks
Forget cookies and milk — cookies and beer is where it’s at. As craft beer has become more popular, interest in beer and food pairing has increased. Some of the most creative pairings involve a favorite American treat: Girl Scout cookies. As articles of Girl Scout cookie pairings spread across social media, Ballast Point Brewing
Colleen Leary
The founders of Prohibition Supperclub & Bar have opened a new craft beer and food destination in downtown Houston: Conservatory. Upon entering Conservatory, one can’t help but be amazed by the stunning marble floors, interesting architectural elements of the building, and industrial and wooden fixtures. The underground beer garden and food hall offers a unique setup and experience to the
Nathan Miller
Back in August, I asked, “Where are Houston’s flights?” Since then, many breweries have begun offering flights, and slowly, my vision for a small-drink Houston brewery scene is coming true. At the same time, a few bars have begun offering flights, including what is probably the greatest flight program in Houston at Mongoose versus Cobra
Cody Lee
Opening within arm’s reach of Luigi’s, one of Houston’s finest pizza joints, Axelrad Beer Garden is hoping to inspire Houstonians to slow down, enjoy good company, and imbibe great beer. Featuring a massive beer garden, the new spot will have a hammock grove, lawn games, live music, and plenty of open space to sit back
Josh F.
There’s been a lot of talk in the Houston beer community about how the “solution to our problems” will be neighborhood-focused breweries. Houston’s urban sprawl makes it unlikely that we will duplicate the brewery-every-mile format of more developed beer cities, but that also makes it the perfect environment to have a brewery (or two or three)
Jack Around
With apologies to John Keats, some places simply invite one to wax poetic, to recall myriad formal examples of Plato’s ideal, to open the floodgates of memory like Proust’s madeleine. I’m speaking here of those neighborhood pubs so woven into the fabric of their environs that they nigh attain the original function of the icehouse
