A live and in-person episode recorded in Kalamazoo Michigan at the International Congress on Medieval Studies featuring Usha Vishnuvajjala, Marty Schichtman, Laurie Finke, S.C. Kaplan, Sarah Baechle, Erin Sweany, and Dana Oswald. Decapitated wolves! Penis pilgrimage! Terrible romance! Fun was had by all.

A mediocre and short (thankfully) Old English encomium for Edmund that confuses Danes and Vikings paired with a rich and potent New York transplant cocktail. And David got one of those cherries he likes.

A barrage of nonsense luxury food items coupled with a surrealist filmic stiff drink.

A very special episode we like to call Canterbury Fails Ales Trails: a pilgrimage to several imbiberies punctuated with discussion of a bilingual apocalypto-prophetic wake-up call to the the English who are clearly eyebrow-deep in dissolution (much like the hosts).

A Middle English bird cries out for mercy, while we suck down the WORST potpourri vanilla chemical peach asscrap

Ælfric lays out the first six days of creation--ecotheory, gender, epistemology (according to Coley)--and we have a stunning cocktail and IPA chaser.

A comic almost-fabliau about a boy, three wishes, and apocalyptic flatulence, with a layered cocktail that hides the darkness in the light.

An Old English barrage of healing recipes--dung! venison! breast milk!--with a cozy medicinal hearth warmer.

An anonymous Boethius-lite (TM) prison poem coupled with an opaquely frothy egg creme abomination.

The short Old English death lyric embedded in an emotional Latin letter about an expiring superstar scholar, coupled with an explosive lemon and anise dropshot.

A poem so unruly and excessive that it cannot be summarized: unhinged bananas bull goose loony. With a trifecta of Penny cocktails.

Ælfric's life (and death) of the saint Maurice and his 6665 friends, plus a potent bitter smoky and sweet masterpiece.

A beast fable dream vision mirror of princes with a potent and delicious Scottish cocktail.

An Old English prose riddle that many or may not be about incest, and a page of secret codes, coupled with a curdled hellscape of coconut, citrus and sulphuric eggy blobs.