Way back in 1997, Speakeasy Ales and Lagers was founded in San Francisco. I was instantly drawn to them not because of the beers, and not because of their San Francisco Bay Area connection, but for a rather novel and attractive visual design.
Basically, everything was very 1930’s film noir. The one porter of theirs that I had, Payback, featured those dark and mysterious trench coat wearing characters that I find so appealing.
Should be around more.
I say this a lot. Beer world still isn’t listening.
What does it say that that I liked the beer little bit more due to the naming and label art that dips one toe in my childhood and the other into possible IP infringement?
Oh boy, the Rauchbier.
Few things tend to separate the true nerd from the standard beer drinking community than this style.
I personally think it’s even more polarizing than a sour ale, since at least sours have the snobbish beer bro community backing them up. Save for a select few, I don’t think there are as many people that are quite as enthusiastic about smoke beers.
There’s so many cultures out there that I am just now being exposed to that I wish I had gotten more of a taste of them before this point in my life.
Through several different instances in my life I have come fairly close to Argentinian culture, which is quite interesting. I’ve developed a taste for Malbec, and even though I’ve never seen a game of theirs, I have an odd affinity for River Plate (if you know, you know).
I’m not going to say that I particularly like Elvis, nor that I really want to dress like him, but if the situation ever presented itself, I might participate in one of those Elvis runs.
The ones where literally thousands of of people dress like The King and run a 5k down Las Vegas Blvd.
And I know it’s not the only ‘dress up in a mass crowd and do things’ event, but it’s at least possible for me.
As an aside, I must say thank you to the quality craft beer bars of the world. I am not getting around Florida anywhere near as much as I used to or would like to, so to see something like this come by my neck of the woods is a great pleasure.
Anyway, it’s wasteful as anything, but I have to say I like dry hopping.
If you were to take a poll of agricultural crops that scream Tropical, you might get coconut relatively high on the list.
Number one should be orange, though.
I’m not going to lie, my fridge is still fully stocked of Martzens as Oktoberfest will never leave me. But I know that it’s Christmas time. And with that I need to start drinking more Christmas beers.
For the most part, those ‘Holiday’ releases tend to be winter warmers, and I’ve never been a big fan of those. I’ve always found them to be less like amazing beers and more like another massively treated Imperial Stout. And I’ve gotten a bit tired of treated Imperial Stouts.