Lew Bryson is a cool guy. He's written a number of guide books about beer in the mid-Atlantic region, he writes articles for a number of beverage publications, he does freelance beer writing, he maintains lewbryson.com, a website about malt beverages (both beer and whiskey), and he blogs about beer. Lew Bryson describes himself as "the award-winning, beer-drinking, whiskey-sipping, brewery-visiting, cask-tapping, thirst-creating drinks writer." How great is that! Lew pretty much bleeds beer. Lew fits the definition of a prolific beer writer and I was lucky enough to start out a series of Q&A's to fellow beer bloggers with him.
Thanks for your time Lew!
(RHP) Where do you live and what are some of your favorite local places to get a beer?
(LB) I live in Langhorne, Pennyslvania, about 15 miles north of Philadelphia. Best places outside of Philly, local to me? Isaac Newton's, in Newtown, PA. Triumph Brewpub in New Hope. In Philly, my top five are probably the Grey Lodge Pub, Monk's Cafe, Standard Tap, McMenamin's Tavern, and Nodding Head brewpub.
(RHP) What made you decide to start a beer blog?
(LB) It was easier than keeping up my website, but it's really about promoting my name and my writing. Marketing, essentially.
(RHP) Other than blogging about it, how else are you involved with your love of beer?
(LB) I write about beer for trade and consumer magazines, I have three brewery guide books out (4th in press), and I do tastings and beer dinners. I also consult for retailers and wholesalers.
(RHP) If you could visit one brewery, that you've never been to, which would it be?
(LB) Two: Moortgat and Dupont. Duvel and Saison Dupont are two of my favorite beers, have been for years.
(RHP) What comes to mind when you think of Maine?
(LB) Lots of things: my first sight of Bar Harbor on a glorious summer day, my first sight of Portland on a gorgeous June day, blueberry muffins at Moody's Diner, watching the rain lash down on the Androscoggin River while enjoying a pint of pale ale on the deck of the Sea Dog in Topsham, stumbling across Sunday River while taking a wrong turn, hanging out with Rob Tod after closing hours at Allagash about ten years ago, the heavy wood tables at Gritty's (that always look best with a Blackfly Stout sitting on them), Dave Geary asking if I were "the fucking idiot who drove all the way from Philly just to get lobsters" and then grinning and shaking my hand, strolling the beaches and realizing how good women look in shorts and sweatshirts, L.L.Bean and Harraseeket Lunch, the Porthole, the Maine Diner, Sebago IPA, oh yeah, and lobsters...my daughter wants to move to Maine, and it wouldn't take too much for me to say yes.
Oh, and all THIS!
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