The best sour beer that Scott Russell made happened by accident.

There were few moments during the evening when Rik Marley was at a loss for words. One of them came when a customer said she didn’t like his Berliner Weisse.

OK, so I’m still a rookie when it comes to sour beers.

The brown envelope arrived a week ago while I was working a Saturday shift.

Despite the name (oerbier means “original,” or from the source), there’s something awfully familiar here. Perhaps it’s because it isn’t that far from a homebrew.

The first lambic I’d ever tasted was a Samuel Adams Cranberry Lambic.

This beer made me want to play some Etta James. At last — I’ve found a good representation of Berliner Weisse.

With Victor, the brewery crossed the aisle to shake hands with wine.

A German sour wheat beer, Napoleon’s army dubbed it the “Champagne of the North.” I didn’t find this beer to be exactly that.