My Ultimate July 4th BBQ Drink Guide
As a professional eater and drinker (hey, it's a real job in my world!), I've been planning my July 4th beverage strategy since approximately Memorial Day. Let me tell you, friends—when it comes to pairing drinks with grilled goodness, I've got opinions stronger than my aunt's potato salad recipe.

The Beer Situation: My Liquid Patriots
First things first—let's talk beer. When that summer sun is beating down and the grill is smoking, I want options. I'm not some beer snob who turns up his nose at a cold one in a Solo cup. In fact, I insist on it! Here's my battle plan:
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The Heat-Beaters: Kolsch-style beers are my go-to for when temperatures hit the 90s. They're like that friend who shows up to your BBQ with homemade ice cream—refreshing, light, and always welcome. Firestone Walker's 805 Blonde Ale? Chef's kiss Perfect for those pre-feast moments when you're just trying to survive the humidity.
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The Meat Warriors: Once those burgers and brats hit the plate, I want something with backbone. Porters like Black Butte that cozy up to barbecued meats like they're old friends. Pale ales that aren't afraid to get messy with a juicy burger. And IPAs? They're the life of the party when spicy foods enter the chat.
My current American craft crushes:
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Trumer Pils - "refined and refreshing" like that one relative who actually dresses appropriately for summer
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Allagash White - basically a vacation in a bottle
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Russian River's Blind Pig IPA - so good I'd probably fight a actual blind pig for the last bottle
Wine: Not Just for Fancy People Anymore
Now, I know what you're thinking—"Wine at a BBQ? Isn't that like wearing a tuxedo to a pool party?" But hear me out! The key is finding wines that can hang with the casual vibe while standing up to grilled flavors.
My BBQ wine hits:
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Sardinian reds like Argiolas 'Costera' Cannonau - "roasty-beachy" like a lifeguard who reads poetry
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Txakolina rosé - so crisp it makes iceberg lettuce seem flabby
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Domestic stars: Heitz Grignolino (both rose and red), Paumanok's Chenin Blanc, McCall's merlots
"One must be able to drink it from a Solo cup" - words I live by when selecting BBQ wines. If it can't survive plasticware, it can't survive my family reunion.
The Hybrid Heroes: When Beer and Wine Have Babies
Let's talk about my secret weapon: the Carolina Shandy. Two-thirds cream ale, one-third lemonade, 100% genius. At 3% ABV, it's hydrating enough to survive three rounds of cornhole while still containing "magically still contains a bit of booze"—my kind of wizardry!
And for those feeling adventurous, I'm loving what Martian Vineyards is doing with Grenache via carbonic maceration. It's like they took everything great about BBQ and turned it into wine.
Regional Gems That Make Me Patriotic
Living in this craft beverage renaissance is like being a kid in a candy store—if the candy store also served alcohol and was on fire with creativity. From Washington's "phenomenal Sauvignon Blancs" to New York's killer Chenin Blanc ("only one bottled in state of NY incidentally"—how delightfully specific!), there's never been a better time to drink American.
My current domestic obsessions:
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Washington's Sparkman Cellars Pearl and Caderetta SBS
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Syncline's Mourvedre - "dreamy, if I say so myself" (and I do!)
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Black Raven Brewery's Trickster IPA - because sometimes you need a bird-themed beer
The Ultimate July 4th Drink Strategy
So here's my battle plan for the big day:
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Morning prep: Coolers stocked, ice purchased, all beverages protected from the sun like they're vampire royalty
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Pre-grill hydration: Kolsch or shandies—the emotional support animals of summer drinks
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During the feast: Pale ales for burgers, porters for steaks, IPAs for anything spicy
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Post-meat coma: Whatever is still cold and within arm's reach
The beauty of America's craft beverage scene? With nearly 2,000 breweries ("the most since the 1880s!"), there's something for every patriot. Whether you're team "hoppy and assertive" or team "light and refreshing," the real victory is having options that make you forget you're sweating through your star-spangled apron.
So raise your Solo cup—here's to independence, great grilled food, and not burning the hot dogs. Again.