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Kate Bernot
kbernot
Kate Bernot is a freelance writer and a certified beer judge. She was previously managing editor at The Takeout.
Oct 12
2

I’d just like to chime in to say that whenever I hear a person say “artic”, I get such a rush of rage-spiked adrenaline that I’ll bet I could tear a car in half with my bare hands. Read more

Oct 12
7

We don’t think of it as a misspelling. We think of it as a glaring misprint no bugger picked up on from first sketch to finished product’.

Oct 12
2

My family had a bar and grill that catered to college kids back in the 90's and we sold a ton of kegs. Icehouse and Red Dog (not ice, all marketing) quickly became our largest sellers because we could get it so cheaply and sell it at a college kid friendly price. Those are not good beers. Read more

Oct 12
3

Thanks for the article. I have this vision of a dormatory mini fridge filled to exact capacity with a 30 rack of Stones.

Oct 12
1

I had the joy of these being popular in my high school years. Many a Labatt Ice was consumed by my friends and I. I remember Molson Ice tasting a bit weird though. Read more

Oct 12
7

Remember the old, fairly misogynistic, Secret antiperspirant (I think) ads? “Strong enough for a man, pH-balanced for a woman.” That’s what this sounds like, only now fairly jingoistic: Read more

Jul 1
1

Jever is my go-to closest thing to “lite” beer. I always have that. I like it in bottles, but can get it in pint cans. I’ll graba Bitburger if I feel like going the pint-can German beer. It’s about $10/case cheaper in PA. Read more

Jul 1
1

Haha! I was just giving side-eye to potato chips in another thread. This looks like an excellent use for any left over potato chips (never left over pretzels or tortilla chips!) from any large family functions. If we ever have those again...

Jul 1
1

Nice to see you! Also this recipe sounds delicious. Will be making ASAP 

Jul 1
10

Hi Kate! Nice to see you ‘round these parts.

Jun 26
1

I live 40 min’s out of pittsburgh and this tradition is still alive and well. In a weird twist of etiquette your considered rude if you don’t don’t take at least a dozen cookies home with you.