I had my first taste of a Creamsicle beer—OVB “orange cream pop IPA” from Ridgefield Park, New Jersey’s Bolero Snort Brewing—in 2016. There was no denying the poolside-summer memories that combination of vanilla and sweet orange conjured. I didn’t yet foresee that Creamsicle-inspired beers would become a full-on trend…

Dear Salty,
I’m a germaphobe in general, and summer cookouts can make me nervous. Last year I went to my neighbors’ Fourth Of July party and saw they’d already set out the burgers, hot dogs, salads, etc. who knows when, and left them in the sun. I stuck to potato chips and beer and didn’t really eat much. I don’t want…

It is no longer cool enough to make a hoppy beer inspired by video games, breweries now feel they should create actual video games for their IPAs. For all my beer-dork friends out there, it gives new meaning to button SMASHing. Thanks folks, I’m here all week, try the veal.

Like other entries in the “carbs coated in mayo” category of side dishes, pasta salad is incredibly polarizing. When it’s good, I can’t stop eating it; when it’s bad, it’s inedible. I’ve found that the secret to really good pasta salad isn’t homemade mayo or a good jar of pickles—it’s really bad pasta. Specifically,…

Update, May 24, 2019: In a huge victory for the Texas Craft Brewers Guild, the Texas Senate yesterday passed an update to the state’s alcohol laws which would allow manufacturing breweries to sell beer to go, up to the equivalent of one case per customer per day. The Texas House is expected to concur and the governor…

Washington Post food critic Tom Sietsema already gives readers details about a restaurant’s noise level, hours, prices, and of course, what’s on the menu. Now he’ll also add accessibility information to that list as well. In a post yesterday, Sietsema explained that readers with disabilities often contact him to ask…

Like many of life’s purest pleasures, this one is much better experienced firsthand than described. Behold: Eugenio Suárez of the Cincinnati Reds, narrowly avoiding an unutterable fate by deftly dodging stampeding sausages during last night’s game.

When you open a bag of frozen sausage, you don’t expect that sausage to have an emotion, a personality. You expect it to be sausage, an edible and decidedly inanimate product. But a 28-year-old mother from the English town of Swindon had a different experience.

Truth is a valuable, and precious, commodity. Democracy dies in darkness, and all that. So today, we’re saluting Brian VanHooker of MEL Magazine, who’s doing the work, fighting the good fight, relentlessly pursuing that elusive beast. VanHooker wanted the truth, and he got it. He tracked the tracker, one lie at a time.

We get it. Nobody likes dealing with health inspections, least of all restaurant owners. They can be tedious; they arrive out of nowhere for the explicit purpose of catching establishments with their guard down; and whiffing on them can lead to massive fines and even closures.

When touring, especially as a young band, you don’t overpack. Anything you don’t need to play shows or survive a month of passing between gas station mini-marts and venues isn’t going in the van. As such, when it comes to daily incidentals like hashing out a setlist for the night’s show, you tend to just grab…

Earlier this year, Jimmy John’s released a new sandwich, The Frenchie. (We liked it!) This grab-and-go gem—consisting of salami, capicola, and provolone cheese on a buttered baguette roll—will be available for a limited time only, but that hasn’t stopped the chain from celebrating its arrival all the same. To wit: Vin…

The Indy 500 is like the Kentucky Derby in that it’s a marquee race often watched by people who rarely watch racing, shrouded in tradition and ritual and functioning, for those folks, as a drinking holiday. Because few of us follow horse racing or car racing with great regularity, its mores are inscrutable and…

The Time-lauded “Silence Breakers” movement started in September 2016 with revelations about sexual harassment and assault accusations against Hollywood uber-producer Harvey Weinstein. Although the original New York Times article containing those revelations led to a virtual avalanche of stories about other alleged…

Back when I was a person bestowed with enough square footage to host parties, I always appreciated anyone bringing anything. When people asked what they could bring, I always said “more booze,” because I was in my early 20s, and running out of booze seemed borderline apocalyptic. But then I’d end up with bottles of…